Out of their caves and holes like black ants
The edge of their spears decorated flags tied
Brave men on horses and on foot
Build they a pathway for their king
He, whom all have only honoured in death.
Many who followed
have vilified and heckled
many who opposed
have maligned and defamed
this noble fine gentleman
He, whom they have only honoured in death.
A rush from the castle
brought low he so high
if money could buy a soul on sale
In the belly of the earth he will never lie
He, whom they have only honoured in death
If only the thick dark clouds
Can fall down all as rain
Than hang above our heads
Little showers will grow our little greens
Rather than this thick tension
After his passing away
He, whom they have only honoured in death.
More than a mob
A throng full escorted their king
Rulers across the world
Town folks joined men of war and friends in the air
Friends and lovers on the land
Enemies and foes
Who gathered together as one
Their last respect and farewell to give
He, whom they have only honoured in death
NOTE
Dedicated to His Excellency President Fiifi Atta Mills.
On the day his mortal remains was taken from the mortuary at 37 Military hospital to the state house (8/8/2012) when his carriage was on the long stretch of road between the Flag Staff house and the 37 Military hospital
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