March 8, 2021
March 8, 2021
The footsteps may retreat
As he is cloistered in remote chambers new
But in our hearts and in his work, in his seeds,
In the heavens..Beekay therein rightfully lives.
Beekay will brighten the heavens
His magic is everywhere
His legacy carries on
Tooted round Ibadan - UI, ISI , Bodija on a farewell tour
Twin sister and friends, emotional release and a soothing nostalgic allure
On the road to earth’s last retreat
The masquerade’s comrades aligned and shielded him
Escorted him with their artistic and regal robes
The oracle always did carry a bag full of brushstrokes and unique tricks
Ethnic guard of honour down that rustic and peaceful grove
Far from the maddening crowds
and perchance, wishfully, wistfully
a sojourn to refresh and retrieve magic anew!
For this Wizard of Oz
the curtains have stayed put.
We will always marvel with awe,
discount any flaws and be captivated by his Hamelin flute.
For this painter and free giver of sunshine
For this sharer of his vision and our nudges and dreams
For this bringer to life of what we thought we had an inkling of or had any clue
For this ‘gifter’ of what we did not mostly pay commensurate dues
Myriad heavenly sights and uncommon grace has bountifully accrued
Everywhere , all around us are scattered his peerless jewels.
Material substance he never craved, nor egregiously amassed
His richness was a strong belief in living and the well of innate abilities
Which he diligently drew from and grew
and by which all of us were wooed.
Worth a billion dollars
But a modest roof over his head will adequately do
His true worth we are yet to fully comprehend
Time alone my friends, our friend history will give his truest deserts
So long now we say as he behind the veil goes marching on
Adieu Bola Kujore
Beekay , we will surely meet again.
Tunde Adedipe
As he is cloistered in remote chambers new
But in our hearts and in his work, in his seeds,
In the heavens..Beekay therein rightfully lives.
Beekay will brighten the heavens
His magic is everywhere
His legacy carries on
Tooted round Ibadan - UI, ISI , Bodija on a farewell tour
Twin sister and friends, emotional release and a soothing nostalgic allure
On the road to earth’s last retreat
The masquerade’s comrades aligned and shielded him
Escorted him with their artistic and regal robes
The oracle always did carry a bag full of brushstrokes and unique tricks
Ethnic guard of honour down that rustic and peaceful grove
Far from the maddening crowds
and perchance, wishfully, wistfully
a sojourn to refresh and retrieve magic anew!
For this Wizard of Oz
the curtains have stayed put.
We will always marvel with awe,
discount any flaws and be captivated by his Hamelin flute.
For this painter and free giver of sunshine
For this sharer of his vision and our nudges and dreams
For this bringer to life of what we thought we had an inkling of or had any clue
For this ‘gifter’ of what we did not mostly pay commensurate dues
Myriad heavenly sights and uncommon grace has bountifully accrued
Everywhere , all around us are scattered his peerless jewels.
Material substance he never craved, nor egregiously amassed
His richness was a strong belief in living and the well of innate abilities
Which he diligently drew from and grew
and by which all of us were wooed.
Worth a billion dollars
But a modest roof over his head will adequately do
His true worth we are yet to fully comprehend
Time alone my friends, our friend history will give his truest deserts
So long now we say as he behind the veil goes marching on
Adieu Bola Kujore
Beekay , we will surely meet again.
Tunde Adedipe