He grew up to be a thief,
From the underground;
A place filled with grief,
Where dreams were drowned.

Failed to see the sun,
And bask in youth,
Only to be trained by a man with gun,
In this world of painful truth.

Seasons passed them by,
Though they weren't able to see,
Now it's time to say goodbye,
To friends who'll not see the sea.

Now close your eyes and take a deep breath,
You grew like flowers in the spring,
In this world filled with death,
And taught us how to spread our wings.

You became brave and gave humanity hope,
Just like spring, you brought new life,
A new meaning for us to cope,
And not end our lives with blades or guns and knife.

Sometimes you made us forgot,
That you're also delicate as a flower,
And depended on you for you are all we've got,
When we're left to cower.

This may be our last time to see the flowers bloom,
And yet we'll never know,
Since we're in the brink of doom,
But, thanks to you that made us see the light of tomorrow.