Mount Holy Hoax
We all are climbing a mountain,
from our birth until we go.
And we all are climbing others,
gone before us fast or slow.
Which path we take differs,
we all wander in our own way.
But those on the straight and narrow,
still eventually, have to pay.
For there is no top to that mountain,
just hopes and dreams piled high.
If hopes and dreams would get there,
we'd all be touching the sky.
But the trip by nature is precarious,
on every side, a very steep drop.
So if you fly on angel's wings,
don't fly too close to the top.
That light at the end of the tunnel,
is the same that catches moths at night.
All this holy this or holy that,
is just a hoax of wrong and right.
There is no mountain high enough,
to clear life's final demand.
It makes no difference, top or bottom,
who is dealt the best of life's hand.
Copyright 2016 © Ronald W. Hull
6/22/16
A philosopher in your own right. Well done. One suggestion==
4th verse=1st line drop " easy " out of sentence. Keep it up
Pilgrim. Darryl Ehlers
hug
Kathy
I'm sure your journey in life has played a magnificent role in your perspectives, and thus I can't say I know how you feel. But I know One who does.
You're a remarkable man, for sure!
Keep writing!
Holy Cow! I couldn't agree with you more.
Charlie
I've had great falls.
I've been stuck in darkness,
and I've run into walls.
And holy shit,
your poem says it all.
Michael D.
For hopes and dreams always to reach our goal.
Beautiful write.
Lady Mary Ann
Love ya!
Jane
who is dealt the best of life's hand."
I believe we are dealt the hand we make for ourselves, Ron.