Rocky Road

Hunger satiated by the godsend purslane
Our hero presses on
Ready
Steady
Into the abyss he strolls lightly
Smelling smoke and blood and death
Forging on through impossiblity
Head high, shoulders back
The incapability of reason
For to reason would be to survive not
For it would drive you mad
A choice ahead
Climb down the mountain
Stay in the outskirts
Lay down and die sobbing uncontrollably
Our hero stays the path of difficulty this round
He walks to the cliffs in anticipation
Pine already overpowering the stench of decay
Step lightly, brave soldier
Steempocalypse is trying to kill you

This has been one of the most fun times I have had on Steemit. Thanks @papa-pepper for the #Steempocalypse experience , and thank @hopehuggs, @novaatebatman, and @superbuckles for this contest, which is fun but tough. Poetry on demand is really challenging. I hope I am not bungling it too badly.

Thank you all so much for your continuing support! I love you!