To be a Rock

It would be nice to be a rock
TO sit unmoving and Tall
To have no emoions
Nor feelings of the heart at all.
To be inaccessible to all
WHo try to wound me
To be lasting eternally
As constant as can be.
TO be firm and mighty
To be so straiggh and proud
To be part of , yet away
From the milling human crowd.
Never to feel happy
And never feel any pain
TO withstand all tortures
The sun with the rain.
To be hard and unyielding
Not melted with a smile
Never to be conquered
Nor assailed even for a while.
At last to crumble slowly
Destroyed as I must
And never to be remembered
When I am reduced to dust.