Stony, stony, stony mountain
No water, no food, no assuring fountain
Heart on fire
No heart’s desire
I’ve lost my bid on the painful counting
Stony, stony, stony mountain
Fearfully, heartlessly and horribly daunting
All you’ve made me is a crier
As the sun do me frier
And some hungry lions keep on haunting
Stony, stony, stony mountain
There is nothing here to keep noting
My situation is dire
You are nothing but a lair
Of the wild and thoughtless and eternally hunting
But I won’t fall now in the chase nor daze
I’ll make sure you pay out in this race or craze
You show and I’ll step further
To turn me into food I’ll make sure you are rather
So you go on and laugh and with my haunters liaise
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014

4 replies on “YOU STONY MOUNTAIN!”
Great poem, not vindictive much. 😉
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Hehe. Thank you.
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Thank you for writing this, it is a very good poem.
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And thank you for reading and for giving your kind comment. Blessings.
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