The Cover That Was

Dedicated to the man who was necessary

You were a spark, a glowing ember
You were a torch, a raging fire
None can compare
The strength of your fervour
The light of your visage
The scope of your words
Reaching to the highest haven
You sat enthroned.
You were a god, a thunderous god
Interesting, isn't it?
Your humour was lethal, your smile a rain
Your touch was bitter, my heart is in pain
On this anniversary of your birth I celebrate
Not for any reason, just because.
Enigma you were, I still wonder
Oblivious to your Thorian capacity
Yet none dare apprise you
You were supposed to be the protector
But you it was that plundered.
Now that you're gone, I feel sadness and joy.
So here is to you, the cover that was.