The Late Dr. Peters

A Tribute to Dr. Lenrie Peters





Ode to that iconic hero of times

Who lived to bash best poetry props

Cracking the aging baobab trees aloud

And sailing boats on Atlantic waters

By his mighty unshakeable pen of times

And down by the “Kachikally” of Bakau

Where the pool of crocodiles reigns

He saw the friendly white crocodiles.




Ode to that Gambian medical surgeon

Who healed souls of the sick to health

Over the long years of memorial times

By his indisputable natural gift from God

And today, he is gone for good, for ever

To answer to an inevitable call of God

Though his life unshakeable legacy stays

Till the last day of human breathe on earth.



In your dark tomb, we heard aloud

“We are home! We are home!”

As was your favorite tone of melody lines

Echoing aloud from your one time sweet tongue

And now swallowed by the mighty earth

To remain silent for God knows how long

Starting from Adam of first creation

To the last soul to taste of death on earth.



Ode to that inspiration of poets

And hang in there while I get the bashing on

Gimme me, and gimme me some candle light

And your flag of life legacy flying high up

While I illuminate mother Africa’s bushes

With a message of unity and hope

That will live forever till ‘faw abadan’

And you sleep well till again.



(Amen.)





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Yero Jallow (Dalton)