Chris Dike
06-05 2021 05:43
wrote:
A Tribute to Elder (Barrister) Emmanuel Akpologun by Dr. Chris Dike
Complex but simple
An enigma of a being
Ever giving but always in lack
A man of the people
A shield to me
Never backing out on a fight
Warrior extraordinary
Picking you at your Achilles tendon
For the river Styx can not protect you from him
Armoured to win his wars
Taller than the tallest
You flight was not a surprise
For you flew as you predicted
Vigors still in place
Refusing to be moribund
My father, my father
This one will pass away
The slogan that spurred us on
Master tactician extraordinaire
Fighting all to a stand still
Prophet to the core
Oft silent but deep
Only the initiate can fathom your depth
Speaking the celestial
That is why you are feared
Foremost Son of the most High
Gone at last to rest
You were a gift to us all
Father of the fatherless
Neglecting yourself to make us whole
A beign of the celestial
Returned to where you came
Rest on Great man
Rest on my Elder
Rest on my spur
Rest on my father
Till the resurrection morn
Chris Dike
06-05 2021 05:43
wrote:
A Tribute to Elder (Barrister) Emmanuel Akpologun by Dr. Chris Dike
Complex but simple
An enigma of a being
Ever giving but always in lack
A man of the people
A shield to me
Never backing out on a fight
Warrior extraordinary
Picking you at your Achilles tendon
For the river Styx can not protect you from him
Armoured to win his wars
Taller than the tallest
You flight was not a surprise
For you flew as you predicted
Vigors still in place
Refusing to be moribund
My father, my father
This one will pass away
The slogan that spurred us on
Master tactician extraordinaire
Fighting all to a stand still
Prophet to the core
Oft silent but deep
Only the initiate can fathom your depth
Speaking the celestial
That is why you are feared
Foremost Son of the most High
Gone at last to rest
You were a gift to us all
Father of the fatherless
Neglecting yourself to make us whole
A beign of the celestial
Returned to where you came
Rest on Great man
Rest on my Elder
Rest on my spur
Rest on my father
Till the resurrection morn