I mourn for someone who was never there.
You call him a psycho,
but do you think I care?
I mourn for someone who was never there.
My grief at his death
you would not share.
I mourn for someone who was never there.
You don’t understand,
you sneer and stare.
I mourn for someone who was never there.
You fill up my time,
give me lectures and glare.
I mourn for someone who was never there.
But I will keep writing,
and my music will blare.
I mourn for someone who was never there...for
you.
Dedicated to the parents, siblings, other
relatives, friends, and random people Beast Wars fans and authors like
me meet.
And to the guy I’ll always mourn for --
Rampage, I miss you.