This Mountain is crumbling
It watches as its pieces crush
Scurrying the masses follow
Their own deeds to the depths
This Mountain is crumbling
Killing those who stand in its way
Years, Decades it will take
‘Til the heart of it can be seen
This Mountain is crumbling
The boulders built to protect
Are turning people into dust
Leaving no one left to trust
This Mountain is crumbling
It will murder as it decays
Cowering behind its walls
Heart and Soul need to be freed
This Mountain is crumbling
It has hidden far too long
Not much longer can it last
It’s been living out death.
Matt Curcio 
I like this a lot.
A lot a lot.
Feel free to give background on it…
Background…Well I want people to draw their own conclusions but. This Mountain is a person to me. A person who has built up walls to hide for any number of reasons…The person continues to live that way though. Little does the person realize that everything will come to light no matter what they do. The thing is though. as the walls fall down they will crush those around the hidden person. They will harm those the person loves.
I am working on a parallel poem. =]