TRIBUTE TO OUR FALLEN HEROES
BY: Olawoyin Mustapha Tolani
I stood and watched as a mother cried,
When she had heard that her only son had died.
He didn’t die because he was sick,
Or because he was in a wreck.
He died doing what he felt was right.
I watched a father trying to hold back his tears,
His son had lived only a scant 19 years.
His son had died nine thousand miles away,
And what was there left for a father to say?
He got down on his knees and said a prayer,
His brave son knows his father did care.
I sat and watched as a wife wailed in grief and sorrow
She got married to her husband some months ago
She couldn’t believe her husband could go so soon
She lamented and mourned
All the promises he made to her are now on hold
Her husband had died fighting for peace to rein.
I moved some meters away and saw a girl
Crying profusely and her hands on her head
She had heard that her father had died.
Looking at the little girl’s tears I knew,
That her father died fighting for the safety of You and me
BY: Olawoyin Mustapha Tolani
I stood and watched as a mother cried,
When she had heard that her only son had died.
He didn’t die because he was sick,
Or because he was in a wreck.
He died doing what he felt was right.
I watched a father trying to hold back his tears,
His son had lived only a scant 19 years.
His son had died nine thousand miles away,
And what was there left for a father to say?
He got down on his knees and said a prayer,
His brave son knows his father did care.
I sat and watched as a wife wailed in grief and sorrow
She got married to her husband some months ago
She couldn’t believe her husband could go so soon
She lamented and mourned
All the promises he made to her are now on hold
Her husband had died fighting for peace to rein.
I moved some meters away and saw a girl
Crying profusely and her hands on her head
She had heard that her father had died.
Looking at the little girl’s tears I knew,
That her father died fighting for the safety of You and me
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