ALLI NAJEEBAT (Resquiescant In Pace)
We tread same path
For she loved math...
When the news reached my ears
It took years ere it spread
And when it did, no tears
Only some rude shock, hot, red.
What stole your lil soul
Make me feel so old
Whatever stilled your heaving chest
Has roused in me a great unrest
What killed my little girl
Must have come with some spell
Should have taken me instead
Ought to spare your pretty head...
But time is different
And mine is lenient.
She was so young
Smart and strong,
She loved math
I teach that...
As for poems
She write them
With her eyes
Lucid and bright
-typical African-
In my heart...
Now, I've lost my rhythm and rhyme
A muse departed, I weep inside...
My pain non can comprehend
-For I've lost a faithful friend-
Not the pain of a hunter
For his assegai
Not that of a farmer
For his ruined Oryza
Its that of a rabbi
Whose's lost his rahki...
The pain of a teacher.
For We tread the same path
As she loved poems cum math.
We tread same path
For she loved math...
When the news reached my ears
It took years ere it spread
And when it did, no tears
Only some rude shock, hot, red.
What stole your lil soul
Make me feel so old
Whatever stilled your heaving chest
Has roused in me a great unrest
What killed my little girl
Must have come with some spell
Should have taken me instead
Ought to spare your pretty head...
But time is different
And mine is lenient.
She was so young
Smart and strong,
She loved math
I teach that...
As for poems
She write them
With her eyes
Lucid and bright
-typical African-
In my heart...
Now, I've lost my rhythm and rhyme
A muse departed, I weep inside...
My pain non can comprehend
-For I've lost a faithful friend-
Not the pain of a hunter
For his assegai
Not that of a farmer
For his ruined Oryza
Its that of a rabbi
Whose's lost his rahki...
The pain of a teacher.
For We tread the same path
As she loved poems cum math.
Copywrite 2011 Olanihun Peyemi Joe
Ibadan, Nigeria
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