Near and dear this one was to me
Hoping he's in heaven watching over thee
Cannot turn back the hands in time
Because in life, there's no fast forward or rewind
Smiling because he was an inspiration
Not only to me, but to the entire youth-nation.
Plus he hated when a girl would cry.
Well I was devastated, when my girl told me, he did die.
And all I could say was part of his catch phrase 'Why? '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem