The Panther that breathes no more
Shall we seek your forgiveness,
To have gone to bed smiling with you
But woke up to forgetting you in our dreams.
We hope you find the door leading to our heart
Where you will now dwell till it's no longer there.
Mystery would still be mystery
Even if we go deeper in history
But who now will give an answer
When heroes call to find no Black panther
I wish I could write you an Ode
And not a dirge instead
We wish you are not there above
but still right with us in here
We heard you whispered to us
But yet we wish we heard
Like the voices of the wind
And the sounds of the sea
Shall your name for long ring
Till the king's crown no longer bling
And the birds no longer sing.
Ode to Chadwick Boseman
Long live the Great Panther
Image source: https://www.vox.com/culture/2018/2/23/17028826/black-panther-wakanda-culture-marvel
