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Three cheers to a man who threw off his shackles
Key turned by cancer door slammed by his wife
An eleventh hour primal urge stirring
A man had decided to reclaim his life
He did what he did to provide for his family
More than that he did it for pride
Given we know what before the fall goeth
Of his ruinous end we should be not surprised
Society thought that he was a weakling
He would admit he went through life afraid
Until the day when the straw broke the camel
And now we sing of the stand that he made
Who would have thought someone so mild mannered
Would put a bullet in a rival's head
Some would take issue with how he did business
Mostly though those people are dead
He died alone in a pool of irony
He'd tell you his decisions were bad
When the world tries to strip a man of his dignity
It's hard to conceive of a choice to be had
March 18, 2017
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