The two climbers
February 15, 2026
The two climbers is a comparison of two person. If I were to name them, it would be really bad.
Someone who has spent much time with me will probably know about who the two climbers really are. I have written this in some fashion which will be hard for most people to understand, and yes this style of writing is a bit confusing, poetic but it has a pattern. Try finding it out
If you are from the modern generation, please use ChatGPT, gemini or some AI to make sense of this, Happy reading.
I am not much of a writer/poet myself, I have just written in this style so it doesn’t look much obvious.
Born and inherited his father’s fame
History forgot his birthday, he choose on his own
With the facilities his father brought, shaping a wise man
No trade, teachers or parent's name, a man will be forgotten
A better man, up above his father in both fame & renown
Land's foreign, friends, family in his mind, yet too far away.
Two climbers were so far apart in nature. Collected virtue and vices in anyone would
Virtues built their fame, whilst confronting vices will eventually differentiate them
Time crowned him lead of an institution, achieved his dream, couldn’t starve his hunger
Foundation was strong. He returned home, up and up
Both shared the same vices, consumption was initial, and there were other.
Small flame of vice, future will account if it will raze them
Family fan now, many depended on him
His craft made him gain respect, renown and fame
Vices grew long, wagering money on small stupid things
Few more started remembering his name.
Pride was above wage or title, wagered and lost both. Stupid Stupid wicked man
Steadfast, started climbing higher his reached new heights
A proud man once, now just another. What he lost, he wanted back
Built a home, now he shelters his children and his wives
Now a father, started belittling his children as if they were not his
Adopted few, sheltered them, warranting many will build his learning
Wife left but vices never did. strayed children’s childhood gone, they were just teen.
His children were helping him grow his craft values
Sold his home to his own, world’s most important man again, whilst the money last. So, he thought
His climb high and high, the first climber was on his sight.
The two climbers were just there, they both looked each other in the eye. They crossed path, never thought they would ever. Fate brought them together, now the position were to be changed.
The first climber used his father name, many times, conducted many acts of shame
Now the climber was left behind, some how they were now related
No money, no fame. Slowly, becoming a cautionary tale.
Children now becoming of age, free birds they flew on their right, retreating to the man every once and then
Ignored the last duty for his first, for his second he surrendered it all
He performed it dutifully as he should, gained respect more as he should.
Shirred more children, without second thought, guaranteeing more trouble later on
His hard hard payed him good, sheltered, enjoyed ups and downs of life really good
Change your stance, you’ll climb high, climbers once below, now on top.
The fellow climber was no where to be seen
Continuing his trend, unconditional money lenders were his most trusted friend
The fellow climber was now somehow related, everybody cursed his way
Cursing his own back, vented his frustration upon his fellow climber
Words didn’t mean nothing, they ask for forgiveness and he forgave
The two climbers now saw a new generations below of climbers around him. Shared their virtues. Vices ever green. They were now much experienced. Time had made them much old
Still the climber thinks he has to climb, bring his fame back
He was satisfied, spent few time in beverages and dining that’s fine
A cautionary tale from the times of old
Another great lesson worth every gold