Sunday, February 27, 2005

Writer's Block: "He"

The mountain had no end
The road seemed to bend
He stared ahead, many miles wide
There was none by his side

None by his side

He had to forge on
Seeking all he would receive
Be it alone or befriended
There was too much to know

Too much to know

A mountain before his sight
It stood so tall
There always were mountains
But none this tall
Was this the final one?
Would this mountain give?
Nothing more he wanted
Than to stand at the top
And proudly proclaim
His message to the world

He knew he could
But he wished he need not
Silently he wept

He wept
He wept
As the world passed him by

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