Finally he goes
The last titan
Rare intellectual wisdom
Swathe in mystery
He goes
At the appointed time
To complete the roll call
And bring to a close
The honour roster
Of assignment accomplished
For titans consecrated
Like any was born
With some schooled
Interacted with many
Yet singled out he was
Destiny crawling at his heels
Son of the Niger
From a humble inertia he fought
Love gave him strength
And truth courage
To tramp societal evils
Squelch political ills
To messianic end
A legend of our time.
He goes
A symbol of achievement
Sure of self
Never in a hurry
Even to leave
The planet earth
And now he goes
Not of conquer
Even by death
But of propensity
To put a seal
The era of titans
Galaxy lone moon
Gone but not
For souvenir abound
In memory distinguished act
Too worthy to ignore
Nation bereaved consoled
Titanic Zik
Zik of Africa
The first among equals
Who goes last.
(Tuesday 25th September,1996)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your admirable tribute poem is articulate and sincere.
Thank you Jim. I appreciate