buffalo soldier, sky and clouds
over and over
the last time I ever took a chance
felt the thrill of risk

wasn’t even a choice
then the fear came
everything else left
the present didn’t exist

the past elevated
the future loomed, a menace
I haven’t been disappointed
although the bar hasn’t been set high

Today I want to reach the moon
or maybe mars
that bar won’t even let you see it
with the naked eye