Tribute to the Brave Soldier

I woke up early to say a prayer with dad in the morning,
Never knew that the morning would turn into mourning.
It was still very dark outside, at about six o clock,
When I got what turned out to be a devastating shock.
An unusual incident had just happened in my town,
The mighty and giant tree had just fallen down,
The great fish in the river had drowned,
The happy face was suddenly frowned.
The mighty warrior had been slain.
Leaving all with broken heart and pain.


She battled so brave and strong,
She had held her own in battle for this long.
She thought this would also end with a victory song,
Unfortunately this time around the brave soldier was wrong.
But she was also right because she’s only passed on to glory,
Turning what seemed to be a bad news into a glorious story.
Now grave you tell me, Where is your victory?
Death I boldly ask you now, Where is your sting?
The kingdom soldier has only returned to her king.
Now her duty is no more to fight, but to worship and sing.


Although you are gone, but you will never be forgotten,
Your legacy has already been emphatically written.
Written and stamped on this broken heart of mine,
And now generates a light that makes my life shine.
How I wish you were here to see your little boy’s rise,
I owe it all to you because you paid the price.
Please say hello to the Angels for me,
I thank them for warmly welcoming you.
For me, I’ll keep the legacy until we see,
Eight years without you and I’m still missing you.


© DK, February 2010


In loving memory of my late beloved mother,
Mrs Omolara Aderenle Akintokun-Shittu
(April 19, 1952- February 15, 2002)
May you continue to rest in the bossom of the Lord