Maestro

suicide: a permanent solution to a temporary problem.

MAESTRO

The Maestro

The fear of life or the fear of death

What is men, when he is put to the test

The music of Bach soothes through the speakers 

As his love for life coagulates with his tears

Brought down to the ground he sees his future

Pistol in hand, he makes his whishes

As the sound of the violin fills the room

He is now the maestro as he loads his gun

Eyes open, looking what will be left behind

A picture in the frame, is what comes to mind

Beautiful moments once lived in his time

What again brought his demise? 

With the keys of the piano softly soaring

The music he hears, through his veins is streaming

A tear drops to the floor, as his hand points the barrel up

Could this be it? Can I just give up?

He is unsure now, as the orchestra climax

Bach is the soundtrack, when he lays down to rest

Many things in life ever so stunning

He will not see tomorrow, his death he feels coming

Every minute once sought with open eyes

Now comes back, will the memories save his life?

His hands are shaking, his lips are dry

He pictures his life, the more he cries

The violin comes in, playing the notes on the string

He feels the vibration, and he begins arising

His heart races forcefully, he points the gun to the ground

With perfect harmony, he lets off a shout

Life is beautiful, beauty in disguise 

Many troubles come your way, until the day you die

He now sees this and will finish the fight

With the sound of the orchestra, he did not end his life

Reviews

[Nikki]

Bravo!

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