Using-Abusing and Excusing

Climbing this wall; till complexions grow pale; God grant us the courage; for perhaps we will fail. Climbing and climbing; for it seems quite a while; And it’s too high to fall off; from this wall of denial. To complaints one has listened; of being done wrong. But the lying and cheating; has gone on too long. Running life’s alleys, so as not to be seen; There are shouts of delusions; as in some kind of dream. In a claim to be tired; that denies without substance; To avoid any violence; one accepts with reluctance. Bring forth some answers; from which one might learn; And we’ll rescue this dear one; who’s charred in a burn.