• He gripped at the clouds to no use
    For every one he grabbed slipped loose
    Through his fingers as he fell
    Into the deepest part of hell

    Falling was the thing he knew
    For he had carelessly threw
    Away the joy and love
    Hiddden in the clouds above

    Into inferno into the fire
    Never to go any higher
    Than the ground that kept him at bay
    From the clouds so far away