One-Way Hills

I only climb uphill

On only the uphills

I never go downhill

On any of the uphills

Not yet

Why do hills only go up?

What lies on the other side?

When does an uphill become a downhill?

When does something's upside become its downside?

Don't ask

I pass a fool named Sisyphus

Who uses my uphill to fall downhill

Cursing his stupid downhill rock

Oncoming traffic is an offensive myth

And a mortal sin

We begin to die when we're born

So reckoned by the size of our hills

And living becomes dying

When our uphills deceive us downhill

Sisyphus was right