THERE IS WEALTHY LAUGHTER
AND CRIES OF POVERTY
AND SOON AFTER
I CLIMB ANOTHER HILL
ANOTHER MOUNTAIN
WITH CRICKETS AND MOSQUITOS
AND THE SOUND OF CHASING CARS
AND THEN I SIT WITHIN THE SILENCE
IN THE DEAD OF THE NIGHT AND EARLY MORNING
WONDERING…
WHAT IS SUCCESS REALLY?
I THINK IT IS A DARK PLACE
AND A DEAD-END.