A Beacon Named Elisha.

In the halls of knowledge, you planted seeds,

Fertile minds nourished by your deeds.

Not just a teacher, but a sculptor of souls,

Molding lives, making broken hearts whole.

Your chalk traced not just facts on a board,

But dreams and hopes you boldly restored.

A coach in life, on and off the field,

Harvesting strength where others would yield.

With every lesson, your wisdom poured,

A river of insight that endlessly roared.

You taught us to see beyond the lens of books,

To find life’s wonders in hidden nooks.

Your voice, a compass, pointed true north,

Guiding us bravely to bring our worth forth.

And though you held a whistle in hand,

You taught us that winning is taking a stand.

Handball courts echoed your fiery call,

Where teamwork flourished, and no one fell small.

Victories transcended trophies and fame,

For you played for growth, not just the game.

Now, a principal—pillar of a new sphere,

Inspiring many through kindness sincere.

Your mantle bears both wisdom and grace,

A shining light in every space.

Oh Elisha, a phoenix of your own,

From roots of diligence, you’ve fully grown.

A leader in classrooms, a guide in life,

Bringing peace where there’s strife.

May your path bloom with flowers of cheer,

Your journey blessed, your vision clear.

For the seeds you’ve sown will always sprout,

In hearts and minds, erasing all doubt.

I  Bunguswa raise my voice,

To honor a man who made us rejoice.

May your story inspire till the end of days,

Elisha Nyongesa, we sing you praise.

©Bunguswa™