Elegy Written On The Death Of A Compassionate Guardian Poem by MBJ Pancras

Thou, O, a Compassionate Soul!
Where art thou? Thou hast left us sans bidding unto us,
What hath happened unto thee, our true guardian?
Why hast thou left us? Tell us why.
Thy far-reaching love and compassion unto many can ne'er fade away,
Thou wert a father unto us behind our footsteps,
Thy voice no more we can hear,
And it went deep into the earth,
Like an ancient knight thou wert our protector,
Thou wert a warrior holding the sword of compassion,
Thou wert a Good Samaritan mending bruises of hearts,
Countless souls are bereaved now sans thee with them,
Thou had proved values of life by thy living,
Thy heart is the repository of human values,
Thou hast never built a house of bricks,
But thou hast become a home of the needy,
Thou hast proved beauty dwells in compassion and concern.
Thy sudden departure far away from us left us in tears,
Thy life hath become the rainbow of numerous homes,
Material possessions were nothing in front of thee
For thou hast lived the life of nobility and mercy.
The moments thou wert with us still revolving around us,
Thou wert like the sun with nine planets
Holding them with thy heart of pity and concern.
O patron! Yea, the patron of love and compassion!
Thy laughter and smiles circled around us,
And thou art now lying breathless.
Wilt thou come back to laugh and smile?
But send thy laughter and smile from wherever thou art,
Thy humility held our heart in awe,
Now death has held thee tight and hugged.
Can't thou now hear the voices deep into thy heart?
Yea, they are the voices of those thou had pitied.

A soul like thine is no more to meet in our life,
Thou art still our angelic guardian watching over us
From wherever thou art, and it's our belief and hope.

Sans good bye from our heart, we bid farewell unto thee.
Thou shalt rest in peace ever and ever.