In a cold dark night,
He woke up,
Visit the calm and cyan
sea.
Reminiscing and wandering.
BUT-
a tragic event,
ended his life.
Five stabbed,
he received at the back.
Bright moon witnessed,
what happened.
Riot,from nowhere,
appeared on his rear.
Wind embrased him,
to catch d moment,
he fell.
Mad sea came,
came flourishing along
the land.
Sky succomb its
supremacy.
He gave it a try to trudge,
but never last.
Painful end,
leaving people mend.
In a casket,
unprepared man lay,
in a story that leave
us astray.

****in memory of gilbert****
i'll fight And keep on seeking for d justice..
 
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