Heartbreak Hill

Mark My Words

By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 13, 2018

Heartbreak Hill

Ship has sailed
Gone baby gone
New age now
Try keeping up
Hitting the wall
Art as marathon
Style and substance
Passing you by
Catching the drift
From the unhip
Know nothing party
Now old and farty
It ain’t me babe
Blowing in the wind
Never like straw
Whipping to and fro
Wet finger in the air
Standing fast and firm
Not up for grabs
Sticking to the plan
That morning at Waterloo
Rained cats and dogs
Muddied battle field
Napoleon’s prized cavalry
Slip sliding oblivion
Cut to ribbons
Not just empires
Our fragile reputations
Among the fallen
Games of chance
Tip of a lance
Whims of weather
Cast askance
Wide of the Mark
Or so you say
Bloodied and wounded
Crusty survivor
Triage of time
Balzac’s Colonel Chabert
Crawled out from corpses
Piled on high
Fighting another day
What say you now
My ersatz friend
Racing to keep up
Best of luck
Huffing and puffing
Over heartbreak hill
Take a chill pill
I’m ok Jack
Never was one to
Run with the pack
Like every hack
Ever more lackluster
Glittery bluster
Fool’s gold of fashion
Big ass Kardashians
Ever hound so they say
Has a glorious day
Hip hip hurray
Now sail away