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I thought it was another vile propaganda For that has been other’s agenda Until thee thrash out of ananda The tidings brought us all groaning referenda All wails go to our beloved Amanda It is convincing rumour For beings are toed to true glamour Like Romeo losing an amour Here and there is unmusical clamour No soul can even be moved by Bean’s humour Thou flee to trance But land nowhere near France In my heart is throbbing pain of Calvary lance Broken is our gold-graved faience Tears and sobs our common parlance The dolorous tributes may try But I won’t cry Yet I feel like a fish for fry My dejection elicits everyone’s pry Friends and foes soothe me without wry But only God can pat me dry In evidence He is my second providence I habituate in thee character residence Of strict abhorrence To moral decadence He is a pearl of precedence In all measure of human incidence He made me Confidence Extinguished in me all remnants of diffidence He is my pre-eminent role model For the hoi polloi his mollycoddle He never fist against those who at him twaddle Even at a point his moribund soul was in solemn waddle With all his onto others sense of sympathy Many are those who bore him great antipathy Yet he accepted all dissing with apathy Today’s farewell convulse us into a realm of empathy The people’s desire is his passion Only those of turpitude fail to see his compassion The man of mammoth erudition Was ever ready to ration The scarce resources of ours to the nation To the citizenry’s satisfaction For he believes personal gratification Was mundane fashion Nonetheless the Judases of vilification Gave him up for Crucifixion A paragon of altruism A specimen of patriotism A template of socialism A definition of egalitarianism A figure of moralism A cutting of pluralism Leaves us all in abject pessimism Asomdwehene your soul shall be well For we behold you by the Garden of Pearl’s well Even though our tears and moans make us no well. You left us in fragmented piece Uncle you left thou niece You left us irreducible lacuna of no ease To Rest In Peace Abdulai Hanan R. Confidence Former TEIN P.R.O. of Nurses Training College, Tamale (2009 Batch) The writer on part-time also teaches Maths and Science at Faith-Hill Community School, NORRIP-Tamale

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