Man Vs Mountain
Howe great are your lofty peaks, amongst hillocks traced
Free from foes and frauds , ink my ridges with love and freehand
Ones tail whips round between valleys deep, creating a landscape, a mighty sweep
Lancers move forward and runty stays close, for those wagers upon us will judge us the most
Ego and IDs freeze at first glance , six nations armies forlorn and entranced
Exit the summit, bring down the gate for thine has the power to command check mate.
Copyright © Naomi White | Year Posted 2018
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