The Mount

Written by: Abdullah Jasim

In an age when every child and every man
Wanted nothing but to climb the high mount
Men were digging holes on all their way up
Hurting the mount, and making it ugly to see
The summit was well hidden behind grey clouds
Yet as any of them reached near the summit
The winds stroke him and dropped him off
And so the mountain stood there great and mighty
Shaking everyone off its back with all greatness
Yet a day came when the wind went up high
It reached the clouds and wiped them out
It was then when everyone saw the ugly summit
It was then when the mount wanted everyone to climb
Yet no one trusted the mount anymore…