FEATURE ARTICLE

Augustine C. OhanweThursday, September 17, 2009
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GANI FAWEHINMI: THE MAN OF THE PEOPLE (POEM)

e is gone, with the ethereal current
to the great beyond.
Lost from the fellowship of pen wielders.
Vanished from the fraternity of legal luminaries
and missed as the father of the fatherless


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Gani would have liked to live, to be with us
not for the joy of life
but to elevate those that had remained
among the marshes.

The lame and the blind
would like to sojourn thither,
across the bridge, to bring him back,
but lo! non can confront the spirit of death
stationed at the gate.

The hoopoe did tune the lyre of sorrow
before he breathed his last.
and twittering bird calmed its restless wings
to partake in the mourning of his passing
Under the nationís azure sky
the billowing army of clouds did grieve over his demise.

The iroko leaves engaged in fluttery dance
and palm fronds did wave gently to his passing soul
as the nationís wind sang the song of the eclipse of his life.
The grazing cattle did stop with head lifted towards the sky
and the meowing cat stood still in a sombre mood.
The barking dog remained calm and postrate for a while Ė
all in respect for the passing of the great one.

Gani would not want you to grieve over his passing
but would feel content if you could treasure his deeds.
Gani would want no epitaph engraved on his tomb
but would want you to engrave them in your hearts.

Like the autumn and harmattan sun
he has set
but the skies virtually driped a rosy afterglow
tinting the nationís sky
with an amazing monochrome.

Many are like Gani
but none would toe the path he had trodden
He can be succeeded, but can never be replaced

© Augustine C. Ohanwe, September 16, 2009

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