Life denied

The birth of a scheme

The well run dry

Dead at eighteen

In death he is free

His spirit let go

To a better place hopefully

Though what we don't know

For those he left behind

For those that cry

And the tears that blind

Why do the young have to die

May he live on in our minds

Even though he is gone

The tie that binds

Will prove to be just as strong

May his spirit fly

Let him rest in peace forever

Written in honor and memory of Christopher Cody Ballou-English

Rest in peace, bro.