The Epitaph : A 5 Minutes Freewrite Poem.
Loosing wasn't in him
Despite family disharmony
Forging ahead non stop
He took it all, blames, he fell short.
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Being told a lot, angered not
Kept his mute, silently dying
One single blow, might be too much
Assistant to the rescue, this time,
late.
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Cry, father, cry
You son lie still in bed
The media snapshot became a gunshot
What fell down was only him
No one in sight, the dogged him.
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In all honesty, here lies the best
Closely looking, integrity intact
Sad, true, bizarre, fact
This is the man for the job.
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Here lies him, days are gone now
Noise of revolution has seize
Silent as a grave we cry
Time is over, our saviors is gone.
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Uncle Bruni approved. Excellent work. 👍👍