In comparison with this lot, Narcissus in beauty did drain,
The mystique, of which no scientific gibberish could explain,
Each passing day brought out the essence of fantasy,
Blossoming like a boulevard, in the garden of ecstasy.
In myriad minds, a history was penned with each fleeting moment,
Like destined birds in the sky, enlightenment a trifle nascent,
In marvelous hues and sketches were painted their colorful lives,
Outlasting the sadness ravine, the comradeship strives.
When all seemed bright and friend SHIP was set to cruise,
A bolt from the blue, struck a major bruise,
Ahead lay an obstacle, a tall obstinate factor,
Wiping away camaraderie, a Divine benefactor.
Conspiring Fate served up a dish of eternal doom,
There was silence, heralding a melancholy gloom,
Alas! A wonderful world had been finally lost,
Happiness and Peace had unfortunately breathed its last.