A cliff so high from which to fly,
against a looming sky.
at last to take off fast,
some unnatural outgoing blast.
the drums roll and add the bellís toll,
off to death goes another soul.
life this way is the best Satan can say,
whereís the thought of the ultimate eternal pay?
the goat herder traveling on a hellish tour,
that killing yourself is murder.
is quick and easy, but really cheesy,
to mention itís Satanís best lie, heís exceptionally sleazy.
ďjumpersĒ have no clue of what else to do,
first should consider Godís view.
shalt not killĒ, even as a self-defying thrill,
it is totally against Godís will.
first a new life thatís free, and put off this self-killing spree,
seek why your death has already been hung on a tree.
Christ died on the cross to save us from our loss.
up your life to Him, and to depression give it a toss.
this high cliff leave, no longer to grieve,
unto the hand of Jesus Christ forever cleave.
His perfect life, live, with nothing more to give,
Just Live by Ronhales Philippians 1:21-26