My heart is heavy
On this overcast day,
A life has been snuffed out
In a horrific way.
The life of a youngster
So full of promise
But snatched away from us
As in a death wish.
But whose wish?
Certainly not his dad,
Or his mom or his siblings;
They are too sad.
Or his schoolmates
Or his friends,
Not one of these was happy
When he met his end.
Heartless, I would say,
Regarding his assassin,
On account of whom his light
Is now dimmed.
I did not know him
But now I do
And I guess the same can be said
For you too.
‘Tis a heavy heart
On this overcast day
Reflecting on a life of promise
Brutally snatched away.
Our hearts ache
As though he were ours
And he is in our thoughts
Every waking hour.
Stewart Russell © March 28, 2025
