Part One: Tribute
A hero to all, enemy to none.
Invincible; who we wanted to be.
But life was too much for your soul to bear.
You warned us, told us it would happen soon.
Then claimed innocence when you failed at first.
Who would’ve guessed that success was failure?
That fulfillment was hollow and empty?
And of course, who did you have to turn to?
Who could be a rock to hold a boulder?
So many questions. God without answer.
The labor we would trade was unfulfilled.
Others surrounded to create the hole.
So you sought an exit from the vacuum.
Consume, consume, the leech and parasites.
Then it is done and you were left without.
So something else filled what should have been.
Something so precious, but not meant to last.
Disparity known, but eyes closed shut.
Live in the moment, flip off the future.
Abrupt halt before hurdling forward.
It wasn’t for you, should have chosen else.
Part Two: Forgotten
Yet you’re not alone, not the very first.
Brother who held hands at the mountain peak.
A troubled past that was, came uncovered.
Or the sickness that destroys what you were.
Stealing your identity, missing whole.
Being better doesn’t mean being best.
Expectations held, always above you.
The ones you hurt the most are your regrets.
Erasing the past can’t fix next Thursday.
Ever seeking, but the system hides it.
That thing that would make us better people.
Sometimes life was over when mistakes haunt.
Little things that eat away every day.
Some of us never make it to the top.
Our God a cruel child, loving misery.
To weigh the burden, yet never make it.
Sometimes your promises meant all too much.
The system has left you misunderstood.
Frustration lies where fruit doesn’t harvest.