The Dead Do Not Have Cares

He never did complain that life to him was unfair Though for years he had been battling his black moods of despair Determined that he would not grow old and gray Found hanging beyond help from a tree branch today Perhaps for himself he is better off dead For many years hearing voices in his head In his twenty eight year his mum and dad and sister in tears The great sense of loss they feel will be with them for years On strong medication for ten years of his life He did not leave behind him children he did not have a wife Found hanging this morning from the branch of a tree By a young woman out walking how sad life can be At least from his sorrows he found a release The dead do not have cares they have found their peace.