Many times the boy who cried wolf,
As Death came close and walked past,
His biggest enemy was himself,
On crimson tides, he rode fast.
Always lived life in a fast lane,
In short time, his limitless doing,
His attitude both his boon and bane,
Now on a cliff, clinging onto life, dying.
An Abstract Connection of "The boy who cried wolf", "Life in a fast lane", and "Dying".
Ode to my hero Michael Schumacher. #KeepFightingMichael
