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Wednesday, September 8, 2010

A Tribute, to the greatest man ever lived..


On the 6th of December 1935.
God sent down, from the highest heavens;
A gift, whom we fondly call our Papa and Babuk.
Smart, caring, helpful, independent;
But above all, God-fearing.
Who would eventually change,
The life of others around him.

Born into a world full of challenges,
He bravely battled the course of life.
With his sword and shining armour;
He did many great things.
That no other man could do.
When others believed that he would fail.

But no.
You proved them wrong.
You did what was right;
For your family, your people and your state.
And here I stand.
Saying Kudos.
You have succeeded.
And succeeded well.

Despite all your obligations,
You knew what were your priorities.
You always stood by our side.
In spite of all the things,
That others would deem important.
And that.
That was the very thing that made you special.

But most importantly,
You taught us the ways,
The ways of the Bidayuh.
Which you take pride and would proudly proclaim.
"Aba maya ngaku diri dep Bidayuh"
Those words.
Those words of yours;
Would be in our hearts and minds,
For us to ponder about,
And be proud of,
For a very long time.

Nonetheless, we always knew;
That all good things would come to an end.
15th September 2009;
That very day that you returned to the Heavenly Father,
Was like a sharp sword,
That pierced through our hearts.
It was like you yourself had seen it coming.
That you gave us a clue, during that Gawai evening, which was to be your last.
But we were too dumbfounded.
To understand what it truly meant.

And we often asked ourselves,
What could we have done.
To prevent that day from coming.
But, nonetheless, it has consoled us.
That the Lord loves you more.
And with your passing,
It has made us stronger.
More determined.
To continue on with your legacy,
And your expectations towards us.

It has been a year.
A year filled with tears and sorrow.
NO.
We are not here to add in to another year of mourning,
But rather.
To celebrate.
To celebrate your glorious life.
The wonderful 73 years, 9 months and 9 days
That the Lord has shown down upon us.

Many years will come and go.
And yet, the memory of you we still and will hold.
We love you, our Papa and Babuk.
You would always remain in our hearts.
Now and forever.

08/09/2010

1 comments:

samkuchingdraws said...

Great poetry, Michael. And I'm sorry for the loss. God bless...