Baba Do Not Die. Poem by muideen olawale jimoh

Oh Baba do not die, let’s dine

The soul looks out through bloodshot eyes

So questioningly into mine

That my tormented soul replies.



Oh Baba do, not die

You hold the soul that talks to me

Although our relationship be

As wordless as the windy sky.



Oh Baba, do not die

Cos I’ll be lonely

As ideal with the world’s lies

And I’d ne laid melancholy.



Oh Baba, do not die

Get up and hold me

And cover me not to see death’s eyes

As cold and ugly as it can be.



Oh Baba, do not die

Cos you taught me to be strong

And never ever cry

As I listen to death’s ugly song.



Oh Baba, do not die

And even six years after

In the cold grave you lie

Your words I still remember.