Climbing up the Appalachians
Is no different from
Taking a trip down
Life's rocky path;
A path harbouring
All things caused
To beget sad
Or ever glowing memories
Conceived from the adventures
And never ending journeys
Carved out in a circle
Having no escape route
Nor an easy path
To a quest
Man must undertake
Lest he remains trapped
With no gain
Or freedom
In a land
Now filled with oppressors
And battles
Only he can overcome
So his sounding cheers
Would be heard
At victory's joyful embrace
~Ciara
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