A couple of months ago,
My friend Nishad was fall down in the floor and
It was like a clash of thunder creeping through the sky.
My friends and I just prayed for the Lord to heal him through
Nishad's spirit will never fade
because he is like an angel watching over us
At the end we had to say goodbye
but we all knew that he was raised up on eagle's wings
And now through these days we hear him
soaring through the skies like a little butterfly
"And Nishad, don't forget we're your friends, your best friends"
Muhsin John Kurishingal
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