Slaughtered, ripped to shreds.
A reputation repudiated.
Torn apart?
A broken heart?
In full flight, ditched the *****?
In the realms of speculation.
Plastered by the media, I fear.
Immobile in hunting,the weather changed.
The pieces perished submerge beneath those foreign seas.
And the media state the pilot rode the line of suicide, without the evidence.
Not found a body of truth, nor a box of tricks!
(C)Livvi