He had it all, friends, fame, money and dame
Life was good, steady in the fast lane
He went around enjoying every bit of the company,
took for granted even depth of matrimony
He cherished the lavish life and wine,
life mixed up, things entwined.
Still elated with void achievements,
past days glory, history were indictments
Ignoring every inner voice
He kept it up with never ending vice
For the day of wilderness were soon to end,
he could see it yet chose to pretend,
taking every step for granted,
no foresight, just wildly enchanted.
Now he sees, what all he has lost,
friends, dame, family and all he forgot
Now he sits as a shallow, empty man
Lost forever in melancholic trance.
Floating on a distant false hope,
It's all a dream, he gets a chance to cope.
Alas, for he knows that life for real,
but is it worth to live this ordeal.
He knows that he has to continue,
earn it all back, for what is due.
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