Ode To The Worthy Hero | Dr. Adekemi Opatunde

How sweet the sleep of mighty warrior !

The sleep of death is sweet to crown your brilliant brain,
bowing your gallantry eloquence like soothing salty sea.

Hear my mournful Lamentations though I know you sleep among the brilliant giants .

Let me raise my voice in praise you ought to hear.
Though your worth were great in weight, yet some fail to sing your praise .

When the place to learn decayed,you enthroned the governing board and
Like a twinkling of an eye, hope redeemed and schools rekindled.

When Peace withheld ,you lit the air of peace to glitter , such that WILD, WILD STREETS Beasts was laid with peaceful stones .!!!
Her gates You walled with quiet brims.

Ibadan was tagged the filthiest fellow like scraper stinking waste, but You left the streets impeccably shining as sea jasper blues.

In case you hear some shouts or screams, then the girls are rapped and wailing.

If it be some shrieks you hear ,then the transport kings are back in streets,some to bruise others with bottles, while some shed fire from bullet frames.

And if you breathe some yells ,then know that all are trapped in horror of shameless shriek screech .

Female flowers forcefully cut like bleeding butterflies betrayed by nectar .

You preserved our thighs for eight seasons but since you took a rest ,depravity rolled away dignity and rape ritualistic murderers filtered the land ……blood bath let loose

O fearless leader,
let my tears tell thee more tales .

That all town gates are broken, and human beauty battered to litter its gaze.

Should I whisper that games in schools have turned to maim and kill ?
Secret peer pressure madness.

Sure you’ll love some hints that brings bright noble news and not all tales are wrapped in gloom .

The brooms have it with the crown upon Your Friend.
Yet there be some gist that’ll raise up your thumbs.
It’s Your bosom boon companion’s turn ,ascendancy fell upon his shoulder.!!!

Him whom your heart delight to lead,though tough and hard a nut to crack ,takes the lead to shock the forces.

Like a lion ,preyed he the umbrella .
Heaven said yes, the brooms have it.
As the broom blossom the umbrella recumbent supinely doomed the opposition to clinch the white and green glory.

And that your Florie flower like a constant star shines her gaze upon the broom.
Yes , your master piece of nature held the emblem through.

Let this sweet news keep your rest refreshed ,as I wave my heart in farewell depredation gesture.

Look not on these salty water dripping down my cheeks , these be my painful pain beneath my ribs.

Shall I tell thee boss ,don’t be a stranger among the angels.
Please don’t be but enjoy the rest you well deserved.

You are indeed the architect of Morden Oyo unarguably.

Who covered the land with Bitumen , and the roads with Granites?

May the heavenly angels bring back the reign of peace we lacked!!!!!!!

Dr. Adekemi Opatunde