The king died today.

It stopped the world in its tracks.

The news spread like a forest fire.

We mourned as we searched for comfort found in quotes.

We had to draw a lesson from his life.

Jailed, tormented and finally freed,

He rose to the height of king.

All the while, fist clinched.

A symbol held in the air for all to see.

Democratically elected, he knew man was meant to be free.

We often talk of things needing to be done.

He was in the business of doing.

From here, we can draw inspiration.

Here, his light shines on us.

We are to be kings.

Kings of our own destiny.

Gods of the possible. 

Thanks for entering my world, 

-Nathan