Devoid of all light
A situation so wrong
That actions need to be right
To create a light so clear
That life would be renewed
Like a lotus flower in a muddy pool
That we may bloom with beauty
And refuse to accept defeat
Died but reborn new
Inspired by his own obituary
Nobel prizes they will receive
As generations will remember
To celebrate a life well lived
And honor those lost at the war
With steel and gunpowder
For every life is a light
Death the loss of life
Born in the wrong place
At the worst of times
Living with fear for your oppressors
Praying that it all ends
And when it finally does,
Memories of your family
The journal she kept
Drowning to the bottom
Feeling the pain in my lungs
As I slowly drop so deep
Thinking how long it would take
For me to hit my bottom
That I may rise someday
Reincarnated in life
As new inspiration for all
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