Burning Stairs

EYES STARE FIRMLY UPSTAIRS FROM WHEN KNEES KISSING THE FLOOR IS RARE. THE PAINTED FLOOR TILES NOW FEELS POOR WHICH SUPPLIED SPARKS THE EYES NEVER SPURNED. THE FLOOR THAT FETCHED JOY AND WARMTH HAS GROWN TOO OLD FOR TOES TO PERCH. UP THERE LOOKS SO PRETTY WITH DIAMOND CARVED FEETS FLOATING ON IT. UP THERE IS THE HEIGHEST STEP WHERE DESIRES ARE TRULY EMBRACED; WHERE WEIGHTY FLAGS ARE WAVED; WHERE WEALTH WITHOUT END IS MET. ALL LEGS GROAN TO GET TO THE LAST RUNG ALL PATHS HAVE STAIRS OF VARYING LENGTH. MANY FEETS TORCH THE STAIRS AND TRY TO JUMP, GETTING TO THE TOP BUT LOSING THEIR SUPPORT. LIKE DECKED CARDS GONE BAD, THEY PITY FALL. SOON BACK TO THE BASE WITH BROKEN YEARS.