a gang of five, we lost one
on this day, twenty years ago
just at fifteen, very young
the first to come, and leave
pinned under a mechanical giant
shattered along the tracks
he grew wings and flew away
to the skies above and beyond the clouds
oh where art though, my big brother
my guide and protector
oh where are you, my childhood hero
my teacher and friend
missing you in our lives
thinking of you daily
wishing you never left
praying for you always
ajish, 17 October 2009
Cebu, Philippines
