Beautiful Alaska Poem by Nate Ritchie

The Alaskan Wild,
That's where I want to be.
Like an innocent child,
Happy and carefree.

But I am no longer a boy.
I am a man grown.
If I want a taste of that joy,
I may have to capture it - alone.

I don't expect any to come along,
On this crazy, crazy journey.
Although, it would make quite a song,
And would be more fun than any tourney.

Maybe someone will come;
A friend or two.
Still, I would like a greater sum
When I think of all we could do.

We could fish by the rivers and lakes,
Kayak across the water,
Hike with our wooden stakes,
And dream of when, at last, it will get hotter.

We could climb to the mountain's peak,
Sing and drink by the warm fire,
And relish in all we seek.
Never would the good times expire.

We could raise a few horses,
And take them out to ride.
We could set our own courses,
And in all we built, take pride.

I would do anything for beautiful Alaska,
Despite the snow and ice.
Except maybe go to Nebraska.
Yeah, the Alaskan country would be nice.

If I am the only one
Who is willing to go.
I won't turn and run
From what I envision... my wooden chateau.

For my paradise so vast,
I'll fight for as long as I'll last
.I have said that before, however.
Has it happened? No, never.

Every time, it is someplace new;
The woods, the plains, the ocean blue.
I can never take action decisive,
Abandoning this society divisive.

Between two worlds, I am stuck.
Part of me wants to try my luck
At getting as far as I can from here,
So I never have to shed another tear.

No more weeping for angels fallen into pits.
No more feeling like it's time to call it quits.
If I can live my life in peace,
Maybe these dark thoughts will cease.

I cannot do that, sadly.
I love people madly,
Though they bring me great pain,
And dismal showers of freezing rain.

I want to do something breathtaking;
Undisputedly groundbreaking.
I cannot go away just yet.
I cannot abandon all the people I have met.

But is staying really what I want?
Of social ills, can I take the brunt?
I often aspire to be a hero,
But my power is next to zero.

I am too indecisive at this time.
I could not even stick to a single rhyme
Scheme for this entire work,
Though I suppose flexibility is a perk.

I am slowly reaching my worst.
To help others, I must help myself first.