I feel sympathy for you. In your poem I feel your love, dedication and so much anger.
God has His reasons and it's not up to us to know why. We are to accept his choices.
When my baby niece passed, she was barely 8 years old. An innocent child. Yet He chose to call her home.
It doesnt matter the age, the way, or who they are, when He needs them, He takes them home.
I'm grateful, for I saw another side of things. Instead of anger, I saw she was at home with our Father. What better place to be?
I still miss her, but I smile, for I know she is in Heaven.
The guys that are free after what they did to your friend, will never be free. You may not see them suffer, but believe me, our Father will judge them severly.
They will never be free from guilt!
God Bless You and I wish the best for you. I'm sure your friend would of wanted it too. He knew the real you!