• Monday Morning

    The world is silent,
    The Hallways are quiet,
    The seats fill with the mourning,

    Tears hit the floor,
    Tough guys kneel in his honor,
    Strong female wipe tears and
    Remember him in his good days,

    The world is silent
    For that twisted fate that
    Sent him on his way,

    The hallways are quiet,
    For we mourn,
    As a school,
    As friends,
    As family,

    As watchers of an unexpected fate,
    Not forgotten he
    Rest in
    Heaven