See the tiny pinprick light
That in the distance glows,
it
Grows as I move closer
through
This dark and dreary hole.
I would cash in favors for
A flashlight or a lantern.
Man was never meant for the
Existence of a mole.
I had both eyes open when I
Waltzed into this wasteland,
Welcoming the challenge of
A bold spelunker’s quest.
But here the night is
smothering,
Leading me to ponder that
When next I need a challenge
I’ll just smash a hornet’s
nest.
Find a rope to lead me
Out of this dark tunnel maze,
Ease the claustrophobic grasp
and
Put my soul at rest.
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