Dylan Rounds

DYLAN ROUNDS Dylan it has been some time, still you are yet to be found Searched the wash ravines and mines deep underground Parents, siblings, and grandparents left broken and down Sickened from the lack of actions from the LE out of town Though they are all sure sitting in jail they have their man But without Dylan's body as proof, it's hard to understand Just 19 was focused as unique this young man had a plan To turn some harsh waste desert into his own farmed land Dylan plants his first seed one day later taken in his prime Why O' Lord where to this, there was no reason, or rhyme Fingers pointed, believe, the culprits could all stand in line Yet for it all Dylan your heart song for us all so does shine Dylan was born and raised to farm, it’s all he’s ever known Now lies somewhere, without a gravestone to call his own All we want for his family is to bring this young man home Not to be left in a harsh land with his lost soul left to roam Indiana Shaw . . . "Dylan Rounds, a young Utah farmer missing since 28th May 2022"