Memories, I’ve been told
Born on mountain tops
Sounds of human voice
Buried under stones
Every deadly fall
Echoes in your pores
Dislocated boys
Falling from above
A sudden cold wind blows
Slips in through my gloves
It’s a warning call
For lines we should not cross
Hung from jagged forms
Of unscalable rocks
The mountaineer got cold
He froze in the storm
Enveloped in clouds
Like Mallory you’re lost
But have you been above
Did you reach the top