Jack and Jill

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We push ourselves
Below to roll
In shame the game
Is degradation
It’s a name we know
The same repeating
Refrain of the lost
Of heart to tell a tale
Much older than the hilly plane
We crawl to climb in vain
Again
No gain
To toss for losing
For we do not envy
Any fool in falling
And we know this way
Is safer
Than a wide exposure
Top of windy landscape
Not an escape
From a darker world below
But show of seeing
And be seen
In doing all to bear
And knowing what is there
Beyond the small containment
Kept at bottom
Of our Hill

© KJ barr

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