By Ola Vincent Omotade
.... I have only one friend who immortalized himself in my adulthood memories, he his gone to a place more diviner in leisure and pleasure but his memories lives on.
Many may forget their friends who did good deeds but James Damilo will forever be encrypted in the heart of songs..We will always sing an elergy to our fallen icon.
Though we cried, our eyes smiled in tears,
THOMAS JAMES DAMILO is gone, and will never return to this lustful world.
So everyday to us is thirty centuries of stony sleep,always vexed to a nightmare by rocking candle of death that smears his memories away from our parting souls.
His dear spirit mounted upon the hills,
Million friends communed on his inexistence funny how you bade the world farewell and eternal silent patterns rippling crest after crests.
Bloody eyes that the shady dark has shut,
excellent life that the deadly death killed.
I still remember how we planned that you would marry on September 11 and mine September 12. All this plans were disrupted by this evil entity DEATH!.
Now silence to us sound so worse than cheers we now see our good friend of which we shared alot of memories in short night -dreams,
Trying to touch you,disappeared in vein air
you're remembered like a golden rivers passing through the top of the nigers shredding away like a fake pillar of branded brass
Oh friend your quaint honor turned dust
flying across deserts of vast vanity all of the earth surface. we all see, with open faces your glory, not manifested , you're like a wind passing off the earth and your toilings been remembered by what you've done.
Your memories lingers in my memoirs
As we bid you farewell to eternity with sadness every time we remember your existence..you are encrypted in the heart of songs, if the road to the mortuary is locked we would bury our hero in the heart of songs.
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