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Mountain Top Coldness

Standing on a mountain top, Could see the entire valley below, But could not hear sad tears drop, No feeling for their life’s ebb and flow. Viewing from a mountain top, Could see the little village below, But could not hear a dream pop, From chronic abuse that brought the woe. Building on a mountain top, Could see the weather worn roofs below, But could not hear heartbeats stop, When death struck with its acidic throe. Dwelling on a mountain top, Shelter from awful events below, Thinking about self-nonstop, Might change if into the vale you go. Thriving on a mountain top, Coldness toward need can numb within, A soul can meaningless rot, A right and fruitful life never gain.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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