B.G. Stephen (A Son's Ode)
A song made by Quintessential
B.G. Stephen (A Son's Ode)
A song made by Quintessential
Stephen, B.G., beacon of peace
At sixty-six John Hunt Way, love never ceased
Father to six, yet you checked every page
Books spread before you, wisdom came of age
Your laughter echoed through those hallowed halls
"Next!" you'd cry out, and "Tea!" we'd call
Sixty-six John Hunt Way in Livingstone town
We felt like royalty though means weren't profound
The riches you gave us weren't silver or gold
But memories and moments more precious than told
B.G. Stephen, the bigger man you've always been
Calm in the storm, gentle as the wind
You loved our mother with a faithful heart so true
Daddy, the greatest gift was watching you
B.G. Stephen, beacon shining bright
Your study lined with books, your soul filled with light
When I refused Monze, thought you'd turn away
But you drove town to town to find another way
No anger rose, just understanding deep
A father's patience, promises to keep
Your study room, a temple made of words
Wall to wall with knowledge, wisdom heard
Your calmness is the strength that holds us all
Stephen, you taught us how to stand up tall
B.G. Stephen, the bigger man you've always been
Calm in the storm, gentle as the wind
You loved our mother with a faithful heart so true
Daddy, the greatest gift was watching you
B.G. Stephen, beacon shining bright
Your study lined with books, your soul filled with light
If I become half the man you are, Dad
That's enough for me, your son Lubi's glad
Stephen, B.G., my beacon of peace
Your love's a legacy that will never cease
Stephen, B.G., describing you in a song would require volumes of encyclopedia
Pages upon pages-an endless panorama. Every word written still falls short of the view, for no single story can capture you.
