Let not the tears in your eyes
be of my death my loved ones
but of words left unsaid
stuff left undone
and love left un-portrayed

Let not those simple I love you's
go to waste cause life is short
and allow not the brewing war
to put a damp on your smile
but may it spark a revolution
for a growing civilization

Let not the scars on the body
be the wounds on your heart
for it's what hurts the soul we should
worry about as the physical wound
heals with time as the mental scars
last a life time