Is this it?

I climbed along the stairs of life
Ticking on my to do list.

First came a job to fill my pocket with belongings
Second came a beautiful dame to fill my lonely hour’s longings.
Third came power to control and manipulate
and to get where I wanted to be was my only mandate.

I slogged, I strived by burning the midnight light.
I gave my time to reach the heights.

I crushed many lives and swallowed a lot of pride
to arrive where I wanted to be.
Ditched the feelings of others and
pointed out at the so called weak as sissies and made
them cringe inside.

One fine day all the items on my list was now ticked and I sighed,
I thought I would feel an euphoria that had never existed and a lot of pride.
But instead a hollowness from within seized me tight
And asked me is this all there is to this life?