Fofonye, Nye Agakpe. [ My Father, My Shield]
Behold! My father is bold.
He's the stronghold of the household.
The thick blanket that I enfold myself in, whenever I feel cold.
The pillar which when I hold onto, makes me extrabold.
Whenever things go wrong,
his sympathy makes me strong.
Anytime the journey seems long,
his endless care shows me where I belong.
Hold on! One more thing;
my father is my king too.
That special someone I always cling to.
A calm spring with lots of zing,
a drone bee who doesn't sting.
He remains the referee,
the controller of everyone including me.
Father! I wish you lifelong.
With the resonant sound from this gorgeous gong,
I'll make you this rhythmic song.
It'll trend yearlong,
because of its catchy pre-chorus,
sitting between its verse and its chorus,
encompassing these three indigenous magnetic words;
FOFONYE, NYE AGAKPE [ MY FATHER, MY SHIELD]