To Aaron Brown, this is as much as I can give you, and much more..

The Spirit

The man contained in himself a beast, a roaring self that lasted strong and eternal. The man expressed his beast to all those who would accept him.

And yet, the man ceased to live. But his spirit lived on.
That roaring tiger, that proud lion, that pouncing panther, and swift cheetah
never ceased to die.
never gave up,
never was forgotten,
never decreased,
forever roaring.
he was eternal and strong, still trailing the plains, still leaving on a legend.
Leaving the footprints of his master
was important to him.
So he kept on and on...
like a star in the brilliant night sky.
like glowing passion.
like eternity.

I am not much of a poet, but this is what I can do so far, so there. I will be at your funeral on March 4th, Aaron Brown, wherever you may be. May Allah protect your soul. Ameen.