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Head so high, but feeling so lone
The mountain stood top with its pride
But now humans have conquered
All the mighty and honour of theirs
Filled with rubble and green lush trees
Stood so high that it touched the sky
Birds flew right across them
But still was the mightiest of them all
Streams flowed through the rocks
The hard rubble that stood still
Sustaining life to its beautiful ways
They’re the strongest creation of God
But humans have conquered them
Conquered the mightiest of them all
Now even mountain put their heads down
In shame of being defeated and misused
About Post Author
Edwin Ronald Lambert
A person who enjoys the serenity of the world and a minimalistic *person who enjoys me-time*. Writer@ edwinsjournal.com / Reviewer@ stackarchives.com