When the colossus collapsed, all other images trembled with fear.

The mighty become weak and the valour lost it's expression.

The yet to born just lost the entitlement to witness great moment.

When the colossus collapsed, the water vapour is shaken and the confluence ready to part ways.

The rise and set of the sun send its condolence while the moon remain speechless.

The mountains and rocks ceased to disintegrate and the lava remained in silence.

When the colossus collapsed, the cock failed to crock while the roaring lion remains the Savannah's king in his closet.

The hunter's arrows enjoy the warm of the quiver for a while, even the storm would fail the eagle to soar.

The prey walks without the fear of the predators and the jungle becomes a world of everyone.

When the colossus collapsed, the ink will failed to express its feeling and the orator lost his oratorical skills

The colossus' closest remain voiceless and motionless for a while.

Justice may seems to look like injustice and equity sound more like inequity.

When the colossus collapsed, joy and happiness ceased for a moment.

The Queen, a worthy colossus of our time.