A question comes up How life can be fair? What best in ones life God takes and nothing’s there. There were two lives, Pure like angels, Pure dreams. Dreams taken by someone, Someone who doesn’t dream. Doesn’t care for life. Everything was taken, In a blink, In an instance. Everything sacred. All of a sudden nothing is of care. This isn’t right, Right for life to end. The memories of Angels are with me my friend. Now lives aren’t full, Two lives not full filled. I’m trying to find words, But my lips are sealed. Tears in my eyes, I can’t hold on anymore. Why were the two lives taken? Stop this pain! No More!