the noose

We've scaled up the mountain of hope,

Oblivious of the rain and mad slides.

Optimism has had us lock out shreds of doubt

Building castles of expectations

Against the reverses of ordinary achievements

Based on our wind written scripts.

And every second the wind changes direction 

Every minute the south westerly rivals the easterly,

Leaving us in utter bewilderment

To battle a monster we've created in our minds. 

Every hour we slide down the mountain

Everyday our beautiful castles are reduced to rabbles

And we keep inching to the noose

For earth still reddens at the sun's glow

And the heavenly tears,

So does the ashes rest in the common urn.

©Bunguswa™