Stories after stories saying the hills are nothing more than a legend
But lives often end
Curious explorers wanting to know more
Scientist just can’t ignore
There is truth in those hills
Still
A wonder to ponder
The hills being tall mountains
At some point, a vision of a fountain
With every climb spelling uncertainty
To the valley below a pity
The hills are often referred to as “DEAD RETREAT”
You may reach the top, but don’t return
Echoes are often heard
But what are the hills saying?
What creatures in lurk?
Is it the night just being restless?
Perhaps people’s subconscious in thinking being relentless
The hills could be nothing more than a myth
However, what if?
Want to explore?
We must investigate
But I see there is an hesitate
Somebody must demonstrate
You must have courage and determination
So the hills have power over you
You won’t go through
I guess I am along to pursue