This is a poem written par me based on the play "Death of a Salesman"

A man walks door to door
Carrying a briefcase,
A walking store
That is the life of a salesman

He is denied a sale,
His life is tough,
His business – a fail
That is the life of a salesman

He drives home, tries to die
He crashes his car,
Caught in a lie
That is the life of a salesman

His life is a terrible mess,
His sons displease him
He wants death – no less
That is the life of a salesman

From traveling, he is tired
He talks to his boss,
And then he is fired
That is the life of a salesman

His sons decide to stop their lying
They know that inside,
Their father is dying
That is the life of a salesman

Suddenly he rushes outside
He never returns,
His sons know that he died
That is the death of a salesman

Their father is forever gone
Never to return,
But their life will go on
And that is the life of a salesman