Bring Back Old John

He's well advanced in years Yet we still hear the persistent cry "Bring back old John" Now he's ninety nine Taught us tan,sine and cosine Geometry,algebra and calculus Yes the queen's language and science He fought many wars,lots of rivers,seas and streams he crossed Never did he encounter a loss All wounds he sought to heal,tending the young,infants and old Mending torn hearts He preached righteousness, Christ,salvation and love Old John would discipline enforce He left a mark upon the sands of time He shined atop the darkest mountains,valleys and the hills He brought many to the scene of the world's glory, To the realms of celebration,appreciation and recognition "United let's stand for divided we might fall," Old John still re -echoes Now he's feeble,weak,aged, Dim in sight Yet we need him We need him to place a pat upon our shoulders and our backs, To smile broadly,encourage us and say, "Stay put brethren,kinsmen and folks Until the bell finally tolls For success let's labour, wealth and for advancement, Let's uplift the nations from oppression,greed and want Let's join hearts to fight for what is right People of all sects,races and creed" From life's precipice The clarion calls Bring back old John Thus many more generations he may serve