Young so promising
Now people missing
Hang out with friends to merry
Unknown to Him, beside parked death its ferry
Once we argued passionately about rap
Never knew this early you will be taking a nap
Your potentials, always pictured you in a white cap
But what can we do, the Director called it a rap
To the pain, we turn not a blind sight
But in all things, We cant but look at the bright side
Lesson for all, life is too short to dwell on the wrong side
And hope sincerely he is by the Lords side
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