Hollow

I've climbed great Mountains,
But forgot the Seas.
I've walked among People,
But forsaked the Trees.

I've stood proud and strong,
Pretending no Fear;
I've travelled to far places,
But ignored the near.

I speak for myself,
For others, for all;
I speak of those who rise and fall:

Of the walls of logic we stand behind,
Of wealth and power that none may find.

Of Truth, of Lies, of those-up-high;
Of dark words spoken when Great men cry:

That behind the shells that we do hide;
That despite the times in which we lied
that we were content; Our souls stay empty--
Deep down inside.