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A Man Who Could Do No Wrong


Men are seen often strength and dogmaticism that know no bounds

All men, however, are not always the same as each other

Some remain calm, cool, and collected

To me this man could never wish wrong, seen do wrong, heard do wrong

Every time my eyes lay upon this man he was a jain or saint, a spirit and happy without worry

Ruthless was his illness however... leading to his death

Just and honest a man as he shouldn't die such a sorrow and painful way

It isn't fair he had to die in front of me being only four years older than my father

Illness or cancer, whatever it may be... I will always remeber him, his nickname - "Master-jii"

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