The irony of society amongst the weak,
Whips the weak amidst wantonly,
When 'God' turns the other cheek;
Satan comes forth to wreck the weak.
Kill an innocent soul, you did;
Hence, now you pay for your misdeeds;
Walk the path of the darkness, dead,
I curse upon you.
There, may you reek in hellish bliss.
To
Nhaveen's family;
The crestfallen lil'martyr he WAS;
REMEMBERED he'll be in ALL.
To the condemnables...
Nothing quenches crying souls
than you thrash wither and rot
by the gallows.
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May you rot in rust. |
RIP NHAVEEN