The news of your death was brought to my knowledge by our very inner circle, just as I was on my way to office, and the task was to confirm if it was true or not. Immediately I reach out to source closer to you in the view to have gotten such information, but non was picking their cell phone, feeling uncomfortable I reach out to your line, and it was picked by your roommate, I asked about you, asking the man, where are you that I need to talk to you, feeling reluctant to talk, I asked if it was true of what I heard? He answered Yes.
Jesus Wept, and 'I wept'!
All plans left my body as at that moment, I arrive at the office, shared my pain requesting to leave to do the needful as per the unfortunate events. The events leading to his death does not matter, but the life lost, the friend missed, the smile gone, the joy took away, the eternal trauma of a mother, the continued remembrance by friends, the space felt by peers. How can we forget so quickly, NO, we will forever remember you.
As you were laid to rest,
They said God only takes the best.
That everything happens for a reason,
Even if we may not agree.
Just promise to look after us,
And if you can,
Save a spot up there for me.
The thought of never seeing you again brings tears to my eyes,
And even more so,
Because all of this was such a surprise.
But we should never question what God has planned,
Sometimes it’s not meant for us to understand.
So as we mourn the loss of a beloved friend,
We have to keep telling ourselves that we will meet again.
Goodnight Brother, Shotunde Abimbola David.
May your gentle soul rest in peace.
Your friend,
Isaiah O. Aladesanwa
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