A Tribute to Kika
The dust has forever
Settled
Even in the prime
Time

When blossom the
Flower
And glowing the
Sun...

Testimonies
Un-defiled
A young lip
Traversing a Bosom
Path

Leaping out
The universe
The toddling
Steam
Evaporating

Like the
Cloud
After the
Rain

When her salt
About to
Savour
Her bees
About to
Comb

And her ray of
Light about to
Beam and illuminate
Her generation!

Tears of families
And folks
Rolling down
The cheeks have
Formed an ocean
At the jaw

Dropping like
Ice

Yet not metabolic
Enough
To resurrect

Dust; we were formed
Dust; we will form
Kika; where art thou?
Your dust has
Forever soared unto
The Bosom of
The Lamb

Without wrinkle
Or blemish

A fulfilment of
The inevitable
Close of the
Age!

Kika; our dearest
Great!
Adieu! Adieu!!

By
Osobu S. Alexander
donalexander88@yahoo.com
NB: it is pertinent to note that I have never met Kika here on earth but surely we will meet in the Bosom of Christ someday (not soon). But a student; Yemisi AJE-OJO who I taught sometimes in Nigeria (now based in UK) wrote something inspiring about her as they were friends. So, I wrote this tribute for our dearest Great Kika. RIP! Yemisi please, accept my condolence.