In the hustle-bustle of city life
a countryman seeks to find
fame and fortune.
Lured by promises of wealth
he casts aside
family, friends, love.
"These things can wait,"
he tells himself
looking into a mirror.
An emotionless face
with a skeptical grin
stares back,
but refuses to see.
Long hours, sleepless nights,
spent in pursuit of gold.
Not a happy thought
nor a moments rest
can wry him from
delusions of grandeur.
Family looks away,
friends move on,
and love slips by...
"What have I become?"
he asks himself,
his heart filled with grief.
A gold watch, suede shoes,
and a pocket full of cash…
all meaningless as
he walks an unlit alley
in one hand
a bottle of whiskey,
in the other
a loaded gun.
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