He's gone up to the place in the sky,
Where everyday feel like a high,
Where peace and harmony reign,
Where the sun is bright everday,

He's gone up to the place in the sky,
Where everyday is like a breeze,
Where there are no pains,
Where thier are only gains,

He's gone from the earth below,
Where life was a struggle,
Where all he wanted was a cuddle,
Where everyday was a muddle,

I wish you were here right now,
Tell me which path to turn and how,
Show me your car, your peoms, but now,
Your gone to the place in the sky,

I wont cry dont worry bro,
Because one day I will go,
Join you in the place in the sky,
Where each day feels like a high

This Poem is dedicated to Ali (Owen Macwere)

R.I.P. Owen Macwere, I miss you man. I'll love you no matter what happens my brother.

Did You Write That?

if so thats really good. i know what its like. my best friend died in januaury of this year

It's a magnificent poem. This poem could only have come from a person devastated by the tragic loss of a loved one.