The same tool that gave status
Became the weapon that death used
But in the beginning
Where the toil began
One by one
These items were earmarked
As milestones to achieve
If life must be considered fulfilled
So they strove,
Pushing up the ladder
Targets must be met
Goals have to be achieved
And for each success
The items on the list was checked
Adrenaline, similar to gambling
Rushed through the vain
Success begat success
More success begat strive
Strive fueled success
And this equation enabled takeoff
Far into the sky,
Items on the ground looked tiny
Engine failed, parachute not quick enough
The tool from success was the means of death.

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