Tribute to Mr. Christopher Bognet
It would have been a good day
But the sun refused to shine
The cold hand of death was at work
And my hero traveled! Never to return
Wish the news was a joke
I was looking forward to seeing you at our annual reunion
To listen to your elderly works
Oh no! Mr. Christopher Bognet
Being your student was an honor
Having you as a mentor was a privilege
Confiding in you as a friend was a golden opportunity
Our tomorrow is shining because you were a father
From your wealth of experience I learn
That the hen comes from the egg
So also the egg comes from the hen
You never hesitated to teach me
That the shape of the nose matters not
As long as one can breathe through it
And the size of the head has no significance
Provided it can think and reason
Rest on my motivated motivator
Sleep well my disciplined disciplinarian
Farewell my formative formator
Safe journey my teachable teacher, till we meet again
Adieu Mr. Christopher Bognet
By
Bijimi
Daniel Meindous
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