WHY?

The loss of his life was yesterday's news,

Of no media importance, just a dead man's shoes.

A life snuffed out with just a fleeting mention,

And life moves on, as though in slow motion.

The seed of life that was nurtured so well,

Is lost to the world, all that's left is a shell.

A body so cold, his soul departed,

A life cut short though only just started.

His dreams and his wishes were well on their way,

When a cruel twist of fate took a hand on that day,

He leaves behind him a family in mourning,

Though the sun will still rise to show a new day is dawning.

And so life goes on and his memory remains,

In the minds of his loved ones, and the friends that he made,

A lasting image of a young man so full of life,

So why is it, he had to die?