ONCE AGAIN I BID THEE FAREWELL

Obafemi Awolowo 1909 - 1987

In your steps the darkness of a nation was reproached

Your light was from God and could not be put out

You were the standard of all things good

You cleared the path of doubt and gave us all the confidence we stand upon today

You stood as a pillar for all to see

You stood for good and evil resented you

You stood as a tall and mighty tree

A shelter and comfort for all

You were our strength

Our voice

A great hero

A worthy father

A soldier of life

A warrior of morals stands

I am used to knocking your door and hearing your response

I am used to hearing the soft melody of you voice when you invoke wisdom

I am used to the peace your that resides in your heart

I am used to the protection your presence carries

Where are you my father ...

I am used to hearing you tell me tales of your walk through life's stormy roads

I am used to hearing you compliment my efforts

I can't believe I won't hear your thundering laughter anymore

I won't see those concerned eyes open again

Where are you my father...

My father, where are you?

What do I do without you?

My pride,

My strength,

My joy,

My gentle guardian angel,

Where are you my father...

I have put the past behind

I have accepted your good byes

But, Papa,

Oh Papa, what do we tell the new breed

With a heavy heart

Upon these pages

With tear filled eyes

I cry in loud silence and once again I bid thee farewell

Good night Papa