Mallory's Height

Memories, I've been told Born on mountain tops Sounds of human voice Buried under stones Every deadly fall Echoes in your pores Dislocated boys Falling from above A sudden cold wind blows Slips in through my gloves It's a warning call For lines we should not cross Hung from jagged forms Of unscalable rocks The mountaineer got cold He froze in the storm Enveloped in clouds Like Mallory you're lost But have you been above Did you reach the top