#1 More Bar

Left home

All alone

Trying to get to the place

He had to be _chase

Slow as the memory rephrases

The light they shone on his face

With his phone in his hand

Confused trying to understand

At a little corner, he'd stand

His wears were the brand

Wanted where he could go to

Perhaps stay a little too

His phone was very low

Time travel also

Soon he'd came across a shop

So he decided to hop

Went in there and met a few people

Who would have known the lesson

Asked if they could help him out

Before he knew what it was all about

But none refused to help

Sad he couldn't help himself

So he came out

Decided to walk on the route

Going slowly down the lane

Listening to the sound of the plane

Meanwhile, they tried calling him

But couldn't reach across to him

His phone finally went off

Still, he kept with his stuff

All efforts to reach him were in vain

In vain they tried it again

But they couldn't reach him

No one ever drew him

While he was walking

Then he suddenly got a shot to his head

Time suddenly stopped working

No time he fell he was dead

He died with his phone in his hand

Right there they all stand

If only they knew that this was his end

If only they could make amend

If only he'd 1 more bar

If only it never went this far

Rest in peace, my friend

Your story I'll tell to the end

1 more bar that would have saved his life

I more bar would have kept him alive