“Lucky Strike”

The heat of the sun, Wears on my back,

My shadow a sack,

Dragging behind me,

I feel so free,

As I walk down this coast,

The ocean beside as its waves call my name,

A name I once knew, but no longer claim,

This is what happens when you gain to much fame,

I walk along this shore,

Thinking of the name I once bore,

And what life was like,

Before I hit that lucky strike