By Ngala Donaldson
As they wept and waited in Black and went after feathers
In vain hope to placate the Morning tribe.
Our combat to unveil death’s pale mantle remains a dark venture
Feeble and brittle are the counter inventions of the rational creatures
To bar the doors to the unseen, destruction, death who is shameless
Today, we have come of age to know that death is shapeless
Oh! Critical minds shall mourn the big loss
The intelligentsia shall mourn the loss of a big boss
It’s too hard to bear but yet too real to believe
That we al are at injury time
Alas! The valiant soldier is no more
The man who has done so much
And now he lies dreaming of the glorious echoes of his sheep
AND EVERGREEN MEMORY SHALL TO POSTERITY RENDER ACCOUNT OF HIS STWARDSHIP
TO THE LAND OF HIS ANCESTORS RODE HE WITH PRIDE
THE MAN WHO TO HIS TRIBE PAID A PRIZE
As we mourn and reflect on him good deeds, we rejoice
As he has paid a solid foundation, let’s get ready to build and continue
Now that we celebrate and jubilate his heroic life
Oh you death! Where is your pride?
Adieu Pa Mangoh
When News Breaks Out, We Break In. (The 2014 Bloggies Finalist)
Oh death! Where is your pride?
Gone is the obscurity that blinded our forefathers |
| RIP My Hero Mangoh Jones Tanko |
In vain hope to placate the Morning tribe.
Our combat to unveil death’s pale mantle remains a dark venture
Feeble and brittle are the counter inventions of the rational creatures
To bar the doors to the unseen, destruction, death who is shameless
Today, we have come of age to know that death is shapeless
Oh! Critical minds shall mourn the big loss
The intelligentsia shall mourn the loss of a big boss
It’s too hard to bear but yet too real to believe
That we al are at injury time
Alas! The valiant soldier is no more
The man who has done so much
And now he lies dreaming of the glorious echoes of his sheep
AND EVERGREEN MEMORY SHALL TO POSTERITY RENDER ACCOUNT OF HIS STWARDSHIP
TO THE LAND OF HIS ANCESTORS RODE HE WITH PRIDE
THE MAN WHO TO HIS TRIBE PAID A PRIZE
As we mourn and reflect on him good deeds, we rejoice
As he has paid a solid foundation, let’s get ready to build and continue
Now that we celebrate and jubilate his heroic life
Oh you death! Where is your pride?
Adieu Pa Mangoh
When News Breaks Out, We Break In. (The 2014 Bloggies Finalist)
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