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..So Long..

And now they all ask
'But, why did he? '
They said, they would've helped
If only they could see.

And now they all accuse
'But, how could he? '
'selfish he was being,
Leaving behind his family.

Can you see, my dear friend,
How they feign the cry?
How They have all come down 
To bid you goodbye?

'Little do we know,
All the reasons why?'
But the guilt on their faces,
Speak otherwise.

Could they never tell,
How the end inched near?
Maybe they never closely looked,
Never really cared.

The seven deadly sins,
As humans, they disguise.
Gnawing at the guileless soul,
Ignoring the innocent cries.

Oh! the angels round ,
Let not the devil win
To you ,the hope, that's bound,
Let it not ruin..

My dear dear friend ,
The pains that you have braved.
A warrior at heart,
Now, in rest, laid.

So sleep Well my friend,
For the war has now ceased.
No lamb will be hurt,
No more by the beast.

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Author's note

'penny for your thought?'

What according to you does this poem refers to?
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