Oh! What a coward he was
Not to have done so before,
Not to have faced it on the fore,
Though he knew all that it was.
But now, there he was, broken
Both in mind and form,
Prepared now by all norm,
For now there is nothing to fear,
Nor anything to lose as now, dear,
He could sense all coming to a close.
With bloodshot eyes, he now looked
Into the vast emptiness that lay behind him,
Into that void dim,
Spread over quarter a century
Of education trying to instill morals,
Half of which he lost living up to his friend’s laurels,
And of a cursing job not long kept,
A life useless beyond doubt.
A smile onto a face he failed to bring,
Nor a song of victory to sing.
But now nothing could be done,
For he would not see another sun.
To death now that he rode,
His broken mind now wavered,
Not to his parents who really cared,
Not to his friends naïve
Or to the flowers that would rest on his grave,
Not to his beautiful lover,
Or to the drunken driver
Who sealed his fate moments ago,
But to the dark abyss behind him.
And as he looked at the crowd around,
Playing deaf to the rising sound,
With a feeble ‘no’ he shook his head,
Just before he joined the dead,
In an effort to drain
The only good that struck his brain.
But alas! It was not to be understood
That only a good deed of kindness
Or a milestone to look back upon
Would satiate fully
Towards a MEANINGFUL LIFE!!!!