Paradoxical Narration

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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About Lord Emmanuel

Creative Writing. Philosophical Poetry