ONE WAY TICKET
Within the four walls on the mountain top
A roof hid the memories brushed in the photographs
Clanged to the brick and there on the bed laid the corpse
Once told an account of passion and purpose
Now left the body with a smile on the profile
Memoirs shared on the walls
Revealing the journey — that untold story
Dreamt by many lost in the art of uncanny
Of the people in his twenties
For they signed the Kayfabe and led
Towards the patches of the crowd
While someone made the choice of never to be found
Amidst the busy chorus he discovered the song
Down there in the forest where his voice screamed
Rattling, rumbling, scribbling through the bucket list
To reach the peak and echo the sound
For death was sure, today or the other
That bird on the shoulder gave the answer to his fear
Is it today?
Was all he could hear
And when his last hope couldn’t find the nugget
He knew it was time for the one way ticket.
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