As the days are numbered
Time has elapsed
Instability of life Heart and spirit collapse
Laughter is lost
Through Soaring Emotion
Tears of sadness
With unlikely potion
Hourglass shattered
The Sands of departure
A life of memories
Innocent and immature
Here at this hour
Beyond reason and doubt
A life so fragile
Been lost and forced out
I
Understand
One so young
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LadyLeviathan
Here is a backround to this poem. I have a painting that sits on my wall. It is titled one so young. The artist is my uncle Arthur Arturo Pina. Who painted words to which no one understood. "ONE SO YOUNG" he painted on his death bed due to aids. He was only 25 years old. After years of reading outloud the words on my wall, I realize he was crying for help. Why did he have to die at such a young age? ONE SO YOUNG. To this day the painting sits on my wall...and tears still come to my eyes when I read it.
"One so young
Does anyone care?
One so young
Do we understand
One so young
Please god
I am one so young"
Arthur Auturo Pina
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