Damisi Itayemi (193x – February 03, 2009)
lying all alone
on a cold slab of stone
that is my uncle
but is he?
he is long gone
with the last breath – his last song
to join the angels’ throng
none of us can save another
when the bell tolls
we are all alone
each man by himself
to heed the maker’s call
what then is money or property
is gold worth its weight?
will diamond light the path?
what use is silvery plates and pans?
Lazarus has fallen asleep a second time
never to rise again in this life time
every man is a tortured soul seeking rest
what is man, that thou art mindful of him?
and the son of man, that thou visitest him? (Psalm 8:4)
the days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away. (Psalm 90:10)
we blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree,. And wither and perish but naught changeth thee
R.I.P. Uncle Damisi Itayemi