Spending time on Riddle Mountain

A place where innocent blood flows like a fountain

Where ABC agencies with badges of tin

Decide which jail to throw political prisoners in,

Contemplating here on Riddle Mountain

No absence of sin nowhere to begin

Where critical thinking is going out on a limb

Sometimes I don’t want to live in my own skin,

Those who don’t seem to understand the meaning of betrayal

Where love letters get lost in the mail

Where the criminals never go to jail

Honestly I’m feeling a bit pale,

Riddle Mountain, the mystery of the lies

Everything you would despise

Where neglected children cry

Why doesn’t anyone ask why?

I climbed Riddle Mountain a long time ago

It’s all made of the poison seeds we sow

All the things we deny and yet know

The death of hope is gradual and slow,

From Riddle Mountain I watched you leave

Due to so many of your pet peeves

No matter how much I rolled up my sleeves

Broken hearts will always grieve,

Riddle Mountain was once a home

A place to return to when I roam

With no guarantees written in stone

Forever imprisoned in my memory zone.