Above, colours bend -
And a rain of tears begins.
Millions mourn the vacant throne -
Into grief are thrown -
The lowering of our chins.
Rainbows of comforting blooms,
Love from living rooms,
As this saddest Thursday thins.
Reflection disperses shock;
A turn of the clock –
And so new era springs.
We look back with gratitude.
A new attitude,
Together – Long Live the King
