Climbing a Mountain

Sometimes life itself

Turns against you

All your ambition

Becomes ashes

The pieces are gathered together

Not much remains

It is time to start all over again

Until the next disaster

Hits you

This time is harder

But you rise up again

Trying to save

What is not lost

This is repeated

Again and again

Until one day

You leave

Going after

A different catch

Wondering why

You didn’t do it

Before…

The Mountain

Sometimes we need

To climb

High above the sea

To manifest paternity

Creating an illusion of family

Still that is what we live for

Those rare moments of

Common experience

Conclusions

I live in the night

I die in the day

When the light

Is hard and bright

Crushing every brittle bone

Giving no inner light

Just work to be made

Dues to be paid

Up and down

Down and up

Around the town

Perfectly without

Any control

I travel around

Around before

Coming down

To face every Monday

Of my life