This tragic affair...
It is wrong. It is false. It is ill conceived.
He taught me to love music. He taught me so much about life. Innocent. And no matter the verdict, he is still ours. We do love him. We all owe so much to him. Lies murdered him. And I cannot know him for four years. Where will his cloest companions be in four years? We will be gone. Away to new lives. But we will not forget. We will return on the day. This is the unjustice that is thriving in our world. Break down the barriers that keep him locked away like some sickened, mindless criminal. Let them not harm him. Innocence is to go untouched. Lies, deception. Ah, how the youth can flaunt it. Tell me it is but a nightmare and I will awake from this endless sleep. She told him good-bye for me, but it cannot be just.
He told them to tell us to be strong and to do what he taught us. Oh, how we will. We will be here. Always there. Do not fade into the evil that is hidden in the darkest valleys of life. For our hearts beat for you. Our minds ponder you constantly. No mere iron bars will keep us out. We will not be kept away. "Stay strong," he said. "And do as I taught you."