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Mount Everest of Life---a Poem
How many have reached Mount Everest of life
only to regret each treacherous step
through heartless cold of money and strife,
now just remembered as ordeal and mishap.
Lonely is the life at top of the world
shunned by rivals and envied by snobs,
never at peace, and constantly hurled
with nothing to live for but endless jobs.
Like a mirage in a white desert of ice,
pop up illusions of grandeur and power
with Lady Fortune in person rolling the dice
one brick at a time for an ivory tower.
Then sooner or later may come the time
for a nostalgic look down those many hills,
skin feeling a size too tight, covered with grime,
with nothing around that would look like thrills.
Sadness creeps into life that's begging for new meanings
those valleys below calling with each sigh,
looking more and more like only true winnings
making of all riches a regrettable lie.
So, sparing ourselves of that climb to despair
let's embrace our treasures for a moment unseen
never to be blinded by that icy glare.
Mount Everest of life can never turn green.