Today an Angel has fallen,
Spread her wings and died,
A vision of countless young men's dreams,
The apple of teenage eyes.
An Image Warhol worthy,
A smile that made men weak,
She now lives immortal in reruns and movies,
And specials of the week.
Today a King has fallen,
A boy among men and song,
An American Idol who'd lost his way,
Whose life had just gone wrong.
He told the world He'd Be There,
His star may have risen too soon.
He sang of the alphabet and of rats named Ben,
He even walked the moon.
Today a generation mourns memories,
Of theatric and opulent beings,
Hail majestic and iconic vestal virgins,
Salute Fallen Angels and Kings.
Copyright © June 2009
Kevin Mooney
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