Surely death is in evitable, but why does death takes away our most beloved ones and there seems to be absolutely nothing we can do about it? If you have lost a dear one, please read this.
There is an adage in my native that says ‘ogun omode o le sere fun ogun odun’ meaning twenty children can not play together for twenty years. During my days in the primary school, I lost a very dear friend of mine to bar beach, when the news was broken to us by our class teacher, we all felt bad and refused to play or eat that day (we, his colleagues) then one of us suddenly rose up and began to share us all up, he encouraged us to continue with our lives, we should forget about FAWAZ, we did yield to his encouragement but alas! The following morning the news was broken to us too that tuned had also passed away, then no one among us was bold enough to encourage another all for the fear of not passing away like FAWAZ and TUNDE did.
OGAGA EKUROGBE is another good friend of mine that gave me love and care while he was alive, he said biddie as he fondly call me, ‘don’t worry about tomorrow, because you will be great in life’ I asked him one day why he love being closed to me and he replied me with a response that kept me thinking all day’ I want to learn being associated with tomorrow great achiever when he is yet to achieve’ that was his response and it kept me thinking all through. How I wish I was there in the hospital bed beside you the day you passed away after that ghastly motor accident. Never the less, I will never forge you
JAMES PETER.. hmmm I can still see you clearly in my imagination despite the fact that you are no more, I remember how you will run all the way from your house to mine with your breakfast all because you didn’t want me starving, you will share your food with me happily that ill fated day remains a shock day to me when you told me you ware relocating to delta state only for you to also have being categorised among the militant group and bomb to death.
Hamilton, my ever loving elder brother, you preached the gospel to me, you made me to believe I can do all things despite my physical challenge, you made me to know Christ at, you told me to take after your course in school, you were so proud of me, you took me to any miracle happening events and you were never tired of showing me love. Well today, even as you are no more, I still dedicate every December 23rd to remembering you. I became a lawyer because you told me to take after your course.
VIVIAN, me sweetheart, is it your long hair or your pointed nose or you black ebony shining colour, your tender way of talking should I remember or your soft voice, beautiful face, your straight legs or height, may be your encouragement, your assurance that you will definitely marry me against all odds?
I remembered you promising me that you will give yourself to me on my birthday, which you did; I will never forget the soft bite on my shoulder on June 21st 1993 when you lost your virginity to me. Walking with me on the road and kissing me every minute, I won’t forget, introducing me to every of your toasters as your fiancée is still very much clear and leaving them embarrassed is still in my memory.
That ill fated day, you were brushing your mouth; you suddenly slumped and became flaccid, is still making my mouth agape each time I remember. If I wish for anything in life, I would have wished all of you are here to rejoice with me now.
Am not sad that you are no more, I am sad because you all did not wait to see me becoming what you wanted me to be. But I sure know, one day we will all meet again, when all of us will sit around our lord JESUS CHRIST as a FOREVER FAMILY and when He shall give us more meanings to the parables He told us in the Holy bible. All of you Rest in peace (my love ones). This piece is dedicated to every one that has lost a loved one,
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