The paths diverge for a young fallen warrior,
His wings of many victories are burdened by loss;
His gaze is down, his face in a frown;
But of hopes of many, he's still a carrier.

Thus he cannot leave, he must bounce back;
His role is not over, just some faith he lacks;
Some memories of the past, some new to be cast;

So behold the verdicts,
the despair is just a temporary vibe
Because ...

When the warmth of the sun touches your face,
And the wind whistles past you in a dive;
That swirling of thoughts that calm your brain,
And the performance of emotion you thought you deprive;
In that moment of truth, that laugh on irony,
Makes you realize,
It's awesome to be alive!