Mountain Top by Cody Fightmaster

I stand upon the mountain top
cold wind howling like wolves,
yet I stay.

I stand upon the mountain top,
As wild things stare from the brush.
Eyes glowing in the moonlit night.
Yet I remain.

I stand upon the mountain top,
staring at that town below.
I fear not the chaos of nature,
for all understand it.

I fear the order of man,
for its meaning is rarely sane.