They hung a purple and black ribbon in your honor
The police station looks darker
A stark silhouette in comparison
I thought maybe Life held a hold on you
was it a relentless experience?
maybe it was
more than anyone could have expected
you’ll be gone on the twenty sixth
And they’ll be here thinking you never could
never leave this soon
So hear this as a outcry from your family down here
You are missed as a son, a cousin, a nephew, a husband
And so much more
We hope your soul is free now, Michael.