While it is undeniably a tragedy,
there is beauty still seen by me.
In the loss
eyes are now crossed
they are tossed
to the real boss.
Please put down the mace,
I am not a disgrace.
There is no need for war,
I will give you more.
I will be good
let me have the hood.
I will make you proud
while never being loud.
A pretty occurance
as opposed to an ugly disturbance.
The sweet release
while life comes to a cease.