The Enigma

Andrew had a smile on his face
The day he resigned from the human race
The arguments had all been heard, the verdict had been reached
He turned his back upon his cage and leapt to his release
Spinning like a carousel, Andrew made no sound as he fell

"It's hard to believe", said Andrews friends
"We won't be seeing Andy again
He'd achieved so many goals, that men keep striving for
Big house, good job, expensive car and a wife whom he adored
He had it made as we could tell
We were his friends; we knew him well..."

"I can't believe it's true", said Andrew's wife
"I can't believe that Andrew took his life
I can't believe the man I loved won't be coming home
I can't believe the man I loved would leave me here alone
Without one word of love or of farewell
He was my man; I knew him well..."

"I don't believe it", Andrew's father said
"I don't believe my little Andy's dead
Perhaps we never were what a father and son should be
But I always loved him, and I thought that he loved me
Where did I go wrong, where did I fail?
He was my son; I knew him well..."

And "I won't believe it!" Andrew's mother cried
"I won't believe that it was suicide!
In the past few years I know perhaps he's strayed from the fold
But he would never put in jeopardy his own immortal soul!
He must have lost his balance slipped and fell
He was my son; I knew him too well..."

But Andrew had a smile on his face
As he tumbled through the fragile space
That spans the known and the unknown that bridges life and death
Time, before he cross the bridge, for one final breath
Time for one last defying yell, but Andrew made no sound as he fell