A Poem for Lucky

A world that's mourning
A heaven filled with laughter
A soldier has fallen
An angel called home

A 'lucky' shot was taken
A car was the price
A car worth the life of a man
A man that was worthy of life

Lucky is now gone
He's no longer a slave
No longer a prisoner of this world
that still can't behave

Maybe one day he'll look down with a smile
Knowing we're still marching on his songs
When his 'different colors, one people'has finally brought us all
'together as one'