You left us sometimes in March                
Leaving us in a cold dark world to match
Tears we shed, the world seems to be a dash

Sane brother turn lunatic as Kharon's boat was set for your flight
The tears of a mother, his bread winner gave up the fight
The quiet daughter turn noise maker, she couldn't bear the sight.
Innocent child smiled, all he wanted was jollof rice.

We remember how we had to start from the scratch
Battered and bruised, we forge ahead with all our might
Because life without you seems to be a mismatch
And all seems to be in darkness without your light

I remember waking up in the middle of the night
Making promises to get to your height
To achieve that you couldn't and be a light
To fulfill the legacy and carry on the torch to every fight