One moment she was there and the next she was gone,
I remember the harmful and the favorable,
Even though she caused wounds, she still did not deserve to be demised,
Dreams in her eyes killed by the men who stole her force,
Still, she is the one to be charged.
Loved ones sit at her funeral remembering the delicacy she once was,
Her last days were far from first rate,
But she could have stayed
I stepped in her rope, the last she was traced,
One moment she was here and the next she was gone.