Christopher Jacob

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You've been away a year now,

We're trying to move on, but don't know how.

     A smile more dazzling than the moon

     A life cut far too soon.

 

The fall of 23 September

has become forever

A Day to Remember.

 

"I've got to find a way out"-

A disorder no one knew about

As he frantically continued to shout

to his mother on the other line without

hinting to his awoken slumber no doubt.

 

One deadly step after his call

to his mother from the parking garage wall

One Thousand May Fall

     Christopher Jacob- among them all.

 

A case wrongly judged as suicide,

Something the coroner couldn't hide

for mother's sake. Oh! her terrified

cries, a final goodbye denied.

 

Tonight we celebrate with jubilant stories,

Instead of remembering the sleepwalking gorey.

     A man who never wasted a single breath

     A golden boy loved straight to death.

 

Number 7

is for Heaven.

 

Honour Et Fidem,

Let this be our hymn.

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