The Man

There once was a man
Wish dashing good looks,
And a charm so disarming
He got ahead in life
Without the help of books.
Just a smile here,
A compliment there…
But behind it all
Please beware.

He was a ladies man
And he “loved” them all
One by one they’d flock
And one by one they’d fall.
Into his deep ocean
The one swarming with lies…
And like a shark,
He’d swallow them whole,
Leading them directly to their demise.

Years go by,
He’s still up to his tricks.
His hair is graying now
But he’ll pretend not to notice.
He still thinks he’s got it
Taking blue pills
For the occasional impotence…
His reality escapes him
Because of how long he’s been
Delusional in it.

All the games he’s played…
He thinks they won’t catch up one day:
He truly thinks that he’ll escape
And avoid lying in the bed he’s made.
In the end:
He has no one
But he made it this way
Because to him,
People are disposable
And he’s thrown everyone away.

Now, on his deathbed
He’s run out of time.
He has no children,
No wife.
Not even a dog at his side.
Thoughts of his youth are left haunting his mind…
Filled with regret and alone:
He finally flatlined.