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To Aaron Hernandez

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!


Aaron H