Scaling a mountain, not an ordinary feat.
Conquering the top that has space for a few, contention and cutthroat demeanor shall you meet.
In the crevices there are snakes to your ladder, will try to demote and deport your consolidated climb.
It's the position of the wise to interlock yourself to the immovable God.
Then a billion-foot soldiers, not worth a dime.
Fortify yourself and armor up for the war of life.
It's going to be brutal young warrior, but you'll make it only with the Creator.
Peaking Interests
// poetry
What's your peaking interest?
Are you equipped to scale the peak?
Heads of malicious men you must conquer
Sometimes the staircase being their cheek.
Everything abiding by the truth
Of God foremost, integrity in heart
With a ripe vision legacy driven
Preparedness of solitude from the start.
As you climb the towering hill
Your contemporary may abandon your side
In honing of this artillery of talents with skill
Interwoven in freedoms stronghold to hide.
The code may appear stringent
Like the harvest is appearing at a pace too slow;
But the quick cheat code to the castle
Is not sustainable or the wise way to grow.
The cloud moves with you
It's a tad bit lonely at the top;
A few more men fallen away from the path
In no way that's reason for you to stop.
