Gone

Like lightning singes the tip of your nose

And a siren wails to shake from head to toes

The tug from beyond can’t be tamed - can’t be stopped

The moment you’re walking in a self-burdening bubble

Then a poison needle stabs down in a sickening pop

Blind eyes crack open to see what was never dreamed

Gone before his 25th birthday, water quenched his flame

Life vanishes in a blur, only capricious fate to blame