Poetry: Tribute to Grandpa

* for Prof. Ayo Bamgbose

By Gbekeloluwa Yusuf

IT is dusk Grandpa!
The nightmarish death,
Has brought this shadowy, fate on you.

It’s not pleasing well,
That I couldn’t get a last glace,
Before the cruel boat,
Sailed you beyond.

Just like Wordsworth,
Called Milton,to come again,
And grace the dwindling London’s glory with his pen.

I wish I could call you back,
To make more colossal,
Your graceful lores to us,
But you are in the Shrouds.

Though you have left our Bowers,
But your scholarly prowess,
Would live with us forever.

Rest in peace Grandpa!