The Last Glimpse

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  • Dedicated to Philip Hughes
                                    

A call from the heaven

Like a promised fate

Descends over him like a thunder bolt.

And in a split-second,

The world turns upside-down for him...

His mind swirls, his vision blurs,

He begins to black out.

A gasp escapes him but no one hears

Until he stops abruptly

And looks at the ground to catch his balance,

He crouches himself before its too late

But then falls to the ground the next moment before the very world...

He hears shouts and rushing footsteps,

And yet he can't answer one.

He tries to look at the bright sky above,

For a hope but his eyes begin to shut:

Weakness has already started lulling him.

He feels his head bursting with pain,

The truth has dawned upon him.

He knew he has to go, there's no choice left

And looks at the ground to catch the final glimpse

Saving it for life as an eternal memory

Coz here's where it all started

And here's where it all ends....

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