It started with a simple allegation,
Running on a hopeless, foolish inspiration,
When a citizen of non-existent nation,
Denounced all things good and killed his own salvation.
He killed and stole in endless deprivation.
Betrayed and lied for sake of exploitation,
And gambled for it all, rejecting any healthy intervention.
Stabbed by a treacherous knife in depths of pitch-black station,
And when all neurons did at once break up connection,
As his black heart had sounded its termination,
Only then did he realize in utter desperation,
Struck with a sudden, end-life revelation,
That all his life he tried to win but got his ticket to wrong destination.
Just as he fell into the chasms of hell, in a dark end of our narration.