The Boy by Jason J from Omaha United States

why don't you see, the sun is in bloom again
and it turned the rain into a fresh rainbow
you said mama, mama no more tears don't cry
it's easy to say but nothing cures a broken heart

how did you feel when decease came up to you step by step
have you ed a name out when you can still hear the sound
now it doesn't matter, things won't be changed for tears
well life is always the same, joyful for birth and grieve for death

hey little boy, you ended up in the best age
you will neither feel joy nor pain again
as a firework lighted yourself bright and fast
like a dry match, burned your life out too cruel