He’s Dead Now

He’s dead now,
Gone now,
In a single moment,
A whole life,
Seems not to matter.

Everything he did,
Will be forgotten with time,
And this poems vague description,
Will not a place in history hold.

So when you find,
Yourself asking,
What this poem is about,
Remember all those,
Forgotten,
By cruel histories bias.

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