The Mountain

The Mountain

“Down I go …”
The Mountain… erupting Lava
That couldn’t take anymore audacity of life
Raging and screaming and splattering.
Listen to his screams
His despair
The mountain died.
Hoping one day he would be needed.
He would be used for something useful.
This heat he held inside,
This fire that rages out now
and destroys
Razing every inch of existence;
His own and others.

No one cared he needed to be needed.
They just walked and climbed all over him
Stepping on and on and on…

Today is his pay back time.
He who protected them with
gusts, blazers, and stood up right
taking all the cruelty of nature
Never appreciated, forever neglected…
Now bring wrath to fearing and fickle.

“This is my story,” said The Mountain
“I shall die in vain!”
Like all of us.


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