Mark Warren Downs

August 29, 1959 - November 26, 2019

He wasn't a doctor, a lawyer or a cop, he held no college degree. He could've been successful, gone straight to the top. But that was not meant to be. He was a handsome young man in the prime of his life, the ladies would gather around. Until the day he met drug dealer Steve and his world would soon crumble down. He lived in the streets, the wrong side of the law, he begged, he borrowed he stole. He broke the hearts of his family and friends, a poor, homeless lost soul. He had no life, no children or wife, his world slowly descends. But drug dealer Steve was able to come clean, has a job, a family and friends. Try as we might we could not save him, for he would not save himself. He was too far gone to the other side, no shame, no fame no health. Now I recall a different boy, way back when we were young. A boy who loved horses, played hide and seek, and caught raindrops on his tongue. We'll never understand the path he chose or maybe it chose him. He left no footprint on this place we call Earth, but he was our brother and we loved him. Rest in peace Mark. You are finally free 💗