Now that you are gone
I still see your face often
I hear your voice clearly in the wind
I remember the days we have walked this path Four years of scurrying for classes(lectures) burning the midnight candles
Forcefully shoving into your head Semantics, Syntax, Phonology en Phonetics
And all the the subjects you had difficulty comprehending
Humbly accepting some things life gave you
At the same time fighting for what you wanted
At the same time fighting for what you wanted
I watched you speak up when no one knew what to say or do.
I watched you fight and struggle for B.A Linguistics.
With my eyes glued on you as we drove down to the Mortuary...
I tapped, Pinched and Hit you so Hard
I wanted you to smile at me one last time
I wanted you to smile at me one last time
I prayed you Cough before we got to the Mortuary
But no way, Destiny already had its way..
I took time to check through your body
wondering what really got you Killed
There was no wound, Cut or Injury on any part of your body
But Alas! Death still took you away
This was not our last discussion.
This was not our last plan when we discussed @ the Faculty.
I told you not going this year doesn't mean we not going next year..
So all this years of chasing B.A through Fufu campus en route Unilorin campus was just a mere shadow chasing.
I pray God forgive you and give you eternal rest.. The basic fight is to live
but death almost always wins that battle.
Our faces are still stamped with confusion and questions...
How do you see someone today
And the next day they are gone?
So many unanswered questions
So many incomprehensible scenarios
JUST. LIKE. THAT! Bukola, you left too soon.
Rest in peace Bukola Remilekun Odumosu.. We love you but God loves you more..
John Ayokunle Funso Falodun(Senator Don Weezy.

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