He was drowning, in his own thoughts,
A successful career, a perfect family,
He had everything, yet a haul,
End was near, on the other side.
Started young, he played football,
Gained fame, he was closeted now,
Somehow, he managed a narrow escape,
Time and again, he made the same mistake.
Drugs and wrong company, made him wild,
A few wrong turns, made a huge difference,
A life he couldn’t live, unfortunately,
Looks back, at his grave now.
A beautiful daughter, will learn as she grows,
From the mistakes, her elders endured,
May, she live long and happy,
Dear girl, we are very sorry!
rskoshe 