Friendship

Remembrance of Iryna Zarutska, who lost her life on the way home from work.

Iryna Zarutska, a whisper on the breeze,

Just twenty-three springs, a life of blooming ease.

A sweet, beautiful angel, with dreams yet to unfold,

Your vibrant story, tragically untold.

You didn\'t deserve the darkness, the brutal, sudden end,

By an evil man, whose malice sought to rend.

No rightful claim had he, no twisted, dark decree,

To steal the precious gift of your sweet liberty.

The world has shifted hue, since you were called away,

A quieter canvas, at the close of every day.

I am so deeply sorry you\'re no longer by our side,

Where joy and laughter with your presence would abide.

May peace embrace you, gentle soul, in realms serene and deep,

While silent stars their ancient, watchful vigil keep.

This evil man, who had no right, no soul, no grace,

Left but an empty echo in your rightful place.