November 8th, 2019

Updated: Nov 21, 2019

Constructed narrations living in the metaphors I breath

From the light of my conscious I swear upon this grace

Given into my destiny of history telling to be shown

Reflecting human life as a journey discovered and held

As mounted exhaustion never to back down, never to

End the venture of climbing to summits never touched

Only your brute heart of warfare delivers your stare

Transcending concerns or fears, delivering only my will

Reaching ascensions of heights rising, further to push

Further to endure, never ending growth until these

Mountains of corruptible challenges cease their existence

Only leaving the idea of pursuit of right and good

The pursuit of one man of many living in the truth

Of human blind faith in justice, my heart will only endure


© 2019 by R. Cary