The jubilant child clueless of the rude, cruel world. Believing the innate good in each and every individual. Refusing all radicals. Seeing things from the brighter side… unaware that beneath all the glitter, lies fool’s gold.
This child who stood by his own beliefs. Fought for his principles. And defended the greater good all his life, now lies motionless, forgotten, putrefied.
Defeated by his own purpose.
The same air he inhaled for life, resulted in death.