The sky is the limit

and one day he noticed, out of the corner of his eye

all the people he’d stepped on to get this far

and he didn’t like the look of those ugly conditions;

he looked up instead.

he gazed into empty space,

and he realized that there was nothing to climb on anymore;

despite his need to influence the whole of everything,

there would always be more uncaring space he would never leave an impression on,

and now there was nowhere to go but down.

The fall will come so fast

that he will find himself dying on the cold, cold floor

looking up at the very same sky as he’d been seeing before,

as he noticed, out of the corner of his eye,

another person making their way

slowly

to the top.

Author's Note

accepting any feedback! Writing isn't a very practiced art of mine but when I do engage in it I'd like to improve my skills!

Reviews

[FlatDaddy]

Nicely written. It would be such a welcome thing if people could read works such as this, realize just how it applies to them, and mend their ways. Thus, we could improve the lot of man through our writing. But of course, if it worked that way, others would read the drivel written by robber barons and such, extolling the criminal ways that made them rich and -- well you see where that would lead, and has. Thus, we get the world we deserve, it seems, to the dismay of those who work for the betterment of the world, and to the thrill of those who work against it for their own profit. I salute you for your efforts, and pray you and others on "the good side" will prevail. Such is the plight of man that we have so many others, like many in power today, that follow the path of the depraved. Good luck to you.

[QuietOptimism]

Thank you. I'm glad you understood my message and I really appreciate your kind words.