Into your pocket you put your hand, drew your sword to battle cancer,
Jesus baby, you made such a stand for what you believe in,
Made such a stand, your eyes wide open, altruisitic to the last,
You life, it had no quantity, but hell, had so much quality, be it only for a moment in time,
You shall be written down in history books,
Let those who didn't know you, remember you with a bright smile,
Now, sweet fella.
At last peace meets you, you are flying free, blessed with angels wings!
(C) Livvi