FATHER IN DIASPORA

My new birth under your nostrils
Groomed by your hands of caring feels

By ministry assignment a Pastor
Career describes you a Lecturer
Beyond both you chose to be a Father

Even when I seemed not pleasing
To me you were still teaching

Though I came to O’ city to read
Was glad I met you a destiny lead

Words fail to express detailed gratitude
For you’ve been a man of unique attitude

A poem written for the one who Pastored me while I was a student.

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