by G E Barr

Created on: June 14, 2010

Robert, lad, your suicide was hard to watch

Though I remember your beautiful eyes

Your impeccable work ethic

(When you showed up)

I imagine you are child now

Surely God did not condemn you

To a hell after this hell

There were times when you were

Like a brother to me

I wish you peace in that afterlife

My fellow Irishman

You almost made me weep

Forgive me that I was not God

To cease your addiction

I have kept the one secret you gave me

Ever shall

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