Rise and fall

Rise and fall....
Looking down the memory lane.
A history of misery and pain
Hungry sick wife to be fed.
Two daughters to be wed.
No money, no job, no business, no trade.
No school for my son no fees for next grade.
I neither had the sources and now nor the guts.
I renounced my home thinking no ifs and no buts.
I ran away to a far of land.
And life slipped past like a lump of sand.
    Years of struggle and fortune finally struck.
    A movie named me hero and all the luck.
    The success came rowing and money a pile.
    All yester memories were now mercantile.
    Time was money and I earned it all.
    Parties and premiers, Saturday night ball.
    Glamour world was my work place, Sex and the city.
    No mercy, no sympathy and no pity.
    Then came a big deal from a rich tycoon.
    It made me feel tall enough to kiss the moon.
    I demanded luxury he promised more.
    He sent night escorts at my door.
All girls were young, beautiful and pretty.
Each part of their body was juicy and meaty.
My success to me was a surprise.
It made me feel, high rise.
Out of those beauties I had to make a choice.
I was alarmed by a known voice.
''Pick me dad I need the money''
She was my daughter my doll !!!!!
    It was my rise and ........................................Fall.