Lament For Larinde

LAMENT FOR LARINDE Another golden star had fell Turn down your bright light And let the candle flame burns slowly While we honor the hero shrouded in his passing bell Great larinde is no more, died in a violent struggle with death And his award winning whole swims in a pool of emotional blood The golden jewel is stolen by death In a line we fails to hold, only to be imagined : had he still alive, he would have done like this. Doctor Larinde has treated us this way. Like a selfish, he went all in all with his undaunted and vast talents. Had we knew, we would have cried more than Elisha “our father! The chariot of Nigeria” It seems that his magnificent talents can threatened the agents of death While we believed his eloquence's can cause death to shiver Yet, the great warrior loses the battle like an amateur While the his philosophical stands has not conquer death through researches Even if the ground is painted by mourning and the whole world fails to contain the multitude of our words; the truth stands still : Larinde is gone, into a journey of no return. O d’arinako, a d’oju ala, o di beni jo ni a b’eniyan n joyan We love you but God loves you more.