I look into his eyes;
In the pictures in the videos
And I see hope
Not a man who was dying before our eyes
I see a man who found his purpose
Who gave hope to the black nation

I look into his eyes
And I see a warrior
Who wore a mask Everytime he stepped out to the public eye
To hide his pain and give hope to those who were still living

But as I look upon his face now
Eyes closed
I still feel the aura reaching out
Telling us not give hope up
For it is a gift that can never be destroyed

So I gaze upon his face
I feel proud of the man he showed us
The man we knew
The one whose strength we shall never comprehend
For it gave us hope
And in hope we shall remember him in.

The devil comes to steal.
He works in mysterious ways!
He is a taker of life.
He comes without warning
His arrival is never known

The pain of a life lost he know not!
Why does he pounce unexpectedly 
Leaving no time to prepare 
It might be gradual 
Adding to the pain and helplessness 
Or sudden where we expect not

Why does he take what he hasn't given
He is a thief, robbing and sapping the joy out of us
He is undeserving of anything yet leaves us devoid
The misery of the loss unbearable 
No love spared but the cultivation of hate.
With a heavy heart, we mourn the loss

A visionary taken from us
Our lives will never be the same
We have a legacy to pass on
To inspire the progeny
To dream of a future with no bounds
The future of Wakanda, not a forgotten empire
It is the the rebirth of a new nation under one flag.
Long live Chadwick and a dream fulfilled!