R.I.P Robert

A memory of soul,
forms freshly in my mind.
A victim of plausible peace?
The gods wouldn't be so kind.

A mandatory accident,
anther flower on a grave.
Nothing is understandable,
how can I be so brave?

I wonder what to think,
I wonder when to smile.
To wonder is a hazard,
but I haven't in a while.

Your body was the matter,
your spirit was it's force.
An external trip in time,
and soul and body were divorced.

Its not that no one cares,
but life continues on.
Just remember if you can,
I haven't forgotten that your gone.