Gravity is the source of my depression

For it holds me down without consent

Like shackles on my feet

It keeps me from my dreams of flight

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Ah, but without gravity, everything would come apart. You might be able to fly in zero gravity, but you could not "land".

It's great that your poem challenges what we consider immutable laws. It is a fresh and intriguing approach.