ON THE PASSING OF ALISON DES FORGES IN A PLANE CRASH
Ah, as if nothing has changed the sun still rose this morning Bright and shine; As if nothing has happened. Eeeh!…the warrior has lost the grip of the spear. Ah, we see the crown but no more the queen, the jungle quiet, the elephant fallen, The lion’s roar silenced, the reaper’s bag full. As if nothing has changed As if nothing has happened Ah, the sun still rose this morning Bright and shine Could no more the eagle fly To catch the whoosh of the wind And with the draft pirouette in tune Nor the flake flutter down in a flurry ride? The great vulture ascended to the gods Returning with the drought-ending magic eggs. At the outskirt of earth the last of them she smashed, unleashing a storm with which, alas! she crashed down to earth As if nothing has happened with the morning the sun still arose As if nothing has changed bright and shine on its usual course on the farm could the farmer farm And tools the forger forge and trading thro hands the money circuit not-cease and ever the hungry tummy appease? Ah, bright and shine on its usual course the following morning the sun still arose As if nothing has changed As if nothing has happened