I'M NOBLE BECAUSE I SAW HIM A tribute to HIM Eze (Dr.) Sir. Desmond Oguguo (Mmiri N'edoro Ọha 1 of Eziudo). Written by KEMKA S. IBEJI
Eze Desmond Oguguo |
It's deeply infectious
Like wind it pervades
And like the sun it blazes
It is a sublime possession
He was a history alive
His gait was indeed amazing
His words so hallowed
And his stand was a worship
Amongst the gods, he was prominent
He was a demigod
No one dared as he was feared
Fierce in imagination
But so human and humane
Enemies of the land stood so far
Pointing helplessly as the King mounted
Mountain of a man
His meek voice roared
His gentility so fearsome
As kids he was a deity
As adolescents he was a gem
As adults he was a model
He was my friend
He was my father
He was my defender
Truthful but vehemently diplomatic
He was age mate across board
He was indeed a King
When my dream simmered
I sought eye contact with greatness
To the Delta I met Otubu
In the land of Oduduwa
I greeted a few and many
There in the middle belt
I shook great Unongo
The Fulanis and Hausas we kept meeting
In Efik land the Henshaws are friends
But here at home
I woke him with my greetings
So frequent that he could exclaim;
Mama Philomena ụmụnne gị abiala
My mission was to touch my dream
Yes, I'm noble because I met him
His stories were told by only brave men
His was among the two names mentioned with fear here
You could say of him after a clear scene
And you must mutter the rest
Many may have wondered my bravery source
He was one
Go forth dear Desmond
A father of royalty
Over there is waiting
My charm of men and gods
My father Godson
A man in white that glows
Your beautiful wife as well
Daughter of Ikenga
The Queen that made a King
Don't fear and don't worry
Thither is safe
Yonder is a party ground
But here we shall mourn your exit
Goodnight dear Desmond
Mmiri N'edoro Ọha
Eze ka ibe ya
Dike n'enwu k'ọkụ
Onye mpompo ji nganga biri
Goodnight my friend and father
But as an ancestor henceforth
Wage our wars from there
Don't sleep till you get us peace
When the trumpet sounds
We shall meet again...
Written by KEMKA S. IBEJI
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