He has slept beneath a cedar
Near ebon eroding iron fence
Come now near forty years
Once a drummer, a student
No more aged by years passing
Nor waking from his slumber
He took his own life
Quietly by gas inhaled
Such a drastic decision
In the prime of youth
When resolutions intense
Would be different today
Those left behind mourning
Their pains of humility
The fragility of life
With so high a cost
A lesson to be learned
In the throes of youth
All that seems so dire
May pass away in time
When maturity gains sight
Seeking what is lost
By not seeing tomorrow
All that was never found