Here comes the mountain goat
All headstrong and at times too stubborn
When others have given up all hope
He climbs those slopes just to prove them wrong
Inching rock by rock towards the very top
Hell bent on eclipsing the sun
Picking his heart every time it drops
But on reaching the top he finds he's all alone.
His taste for good things in life never wanes
For he smartly keeps the pretence aside
Though there are secrets he would take to his grave
If he finds no one worthy enough to confide.
Sometimes too conservative, sometimes too candid
Though always an arms length from chitter chatter
The way he speaks can make you bleed
But for him only the truth matters.
He hides well behind walls high and mighty
Can cut off without notice from the society
But come close and you see a child cowering behind vulnerability
Waiting to be wrapped in the arms of intimacy.
Derives his immense patience from the influence of Saturn
Being hard on himself and others is his usual pattern
His exterior tough, practical and brazen
But inside his head he's gone star gazing.
An old and evolved soul
A know it all
Thats the way he is born
This misfit zodiac named Capricorn.