A Tribute To My Hero
A TRIBUTE TO MY HERO Who would have thought my giant would depart, Everything he wanted to finish Mabe never got to start, Every dream he ever had He got robbed of seeing thru, He spent his life helping people ,like me and you. Strangers to society, he’ll embrace them good, Embedding them with knowledge Plus giving them food, A cool dude, Mabe was a playa born in his day, He did life his own way until he passed away. Many people didn’t know the true (M.A.B.E) Some knew BRA OUPA Others knew LEROLE, Some knew PETER MABE, PAC as his life, No one knew till 2000, doctor never had a wife. Honda’s benzes taxis beemers, You can name them all, Dr Mabe drove them all That’s why he walked so tall Larger than life, Dam them papers were rite, A humble giant, till the day you push him into a fight, Love him , he loved you ten times more, Even when his days were dark and his heart was sore. He’ll never show it, He always kept a smile, Hold your hand, was able to carry you for a while, On his back, never would he complain, Always glad to help out, even if his in pain. Daddy dearest, Papa, My Friend, My king, I miss you so much-especially when you started to sing, Old blue eyes, My Way, That’s Life, Nancy, You’ll Never Find, Ojays playing without Daddy, Elvina, Close The Door- Coz You’re The Love Of My Life, My Girl, Listen To The Clock On The Wall. One In A Million, That whats my best friend was, It hurts to think you’ll never hear me sing you this poem. Solomon Peter Lerole Oupa Tshikare Rasthlako Mabe My father No wonder, No body could trace him, Imitate or Hate him, Back chat at him Disrespect him, No way Mabe was too pure, for any evil to try and lure His goodness, kind heart Bright spark A new start, You singing with the Angels Busy showing off your talents. Your death made me a man Pa’ I want to make you proud Dad, At times I get so lost I see The guidance you instilled in me I’m gonna graduate man Make my parents so glad That you guys made me Then you’ll be smiling down from heaven see You and me shall meet Someday in eternity Sipping on your scotch mix Mixing it with fanta, geez I Miss so much dad, But your death made me kind of glad, Never shall you stress again In heavens were your woes did end..
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