Death of Misfortune (Poem)

Beauty sits upon the water.
Heart beating like a fire starter.
As I sit here and watch, I see how this Cult slaughtered her Youth.
Brainwashed into not knowing the Truth.
As I sit here and watch the water drop in the lake.
I know understand what's really at stake.
It's time to make a decision, it's time to make a choice.
Either step down, or use your voice.
Bright light shining upon her.
Revenge burns in me.
For the injustice I see.
She died of a brain tumor.
A brain tumor from what?
Her cellphone?
I wanna know why.
She had to die.
Cus there's more to this then meets the eye.
On a spiritual level and physical level more then anything else too.
I know that this ''Cult'' was responsible for taking life away as well.
So may they burn in hell.
For destroying such Youth and Beauty.
By brainwashing and blinding her very sight.
Of seeing the Truth.
Greed and lust.
The two things in which you cannot Trust.
When it comes to these people, this is a must.
Never really knew of her till a friend told me about her death.
When I saw a picture of her and her older sister on his wall.
He told me of her death, and I never knew of it at all.
I do remember it saying her name tho, and that it said ''1995-2009''.
That is why I asked who it was.
This poem is for a girl many knew.
But very few could understand the meaning beind her death.
Her death was a...
Death of Misfortune.
With her life ahead of her, the entities of this Cult took it away.
And she would still be alive today.
If she wasn't lied to this way.
She left her body because she was tired of these lies.
And it's no surprise.
But if she would have lived, she could've broke free.
Of the still remaining insanity.
Now she must be forced to be laid in a casket.
Beneath the ground.
With no life, no sound.
Now dead, she has found out the Truth behind her own death.
Somewhere out there, I know she's listening, I know she's hearing.
I see you tearing.
But what you fake sikhs are really fearing.
Is your Cult being fully exposed.
The envelope has not yet been enclosed.
You corrupted her mind with Miri Piri Academy.
Lied to her, by saying Yogi Bhajan was a good man.
When he was a cheat, liar, and thief.
Blinded her by making her believe we as sikhs follow a Yogi.
This is a lie!
No Sikh follows any Yogi!
It is written in your very own scripture!
Yet you do not follow by the oaths you take.
Many of which you still break.
Although I never knew this person.
I just have that feeling.
The feeing in which you know what really happened to this person.
Even tho you never met them.
It's a gut feeling you could say.
Her death was a...
Death of Misfortune.
Guru Ram Das Guru.
May God and Guru forever be with you.
And let these words be the seeker for your Justice, my Justice and the Justice of others.
That needs to be served.
This Justice will be well deserved.
For many generations of this time, and in the future to be.
I wanna change this false.

Reality...