I have many friends Yet I am most lonely I have some followers Yet I am no one's leader I am surrounding by many Yet I am deeply empty inside Many people looking up to me Yet I have no one to look up to. (more…)
Like a lily, you grew up so quickly
Radiating the glory and splendor embedded within.
And like the grass, you withered away too quickly
That we couldn’t capture the true value of your personality.
Leaving an indelible vacuum in the field
A vacuum that only wishes can fill
But wishes are never horses
Else I would have been an ostler.
When I think of the visions and people you could have reached
Tears roll down my cheek
Yet like Solomon, when I consider the evil in the world
I congratulate and count you fortunate to have left early.
I call you my lost treasure
But since you’re not in ‘lost n found’
You’re better called my ‘Stolen Treasure’
As the freezing hand of death has stolen you from us.
Your desire to become a world trader was cut short by this aggressive monopolist
Your sun set before the dew of the dawn
And your midday dark as dusk felt like 9:11
Rest well beloved, I will see you at home when I finish the good fight!