BUKU are you no More
It is HARD to accept your death a friend I love so much; especially when you didn't have the chance to say goodbye; especially when you and I had so many memory and so shockingly at the prime of your life and most especially when you are seen as an irreplaceable part of mind world . The grief and the pain are unbearable; I cry a river and my sorrow knows no end. You never really know what it's like until you are there yourself, but I look to God because he's the only one who can comfort me.

Death and indeed a death so sudden and painful like the death of my brother Steven Buku Men Weah , I am remembering those days when your grand mon will come calling BUKU please eat , why have you decided to not eat your food for two days now ? Smile!!!! You death has made me sit down and reflect. It has made me take time to appreciate the loved ones in my life because I don't know what tomorrow will bring. It's made me put things in perspective. It has made the world meaningless, it is time we all appreciates the Glory of God and live in his Goodness. .

So for those of you who can identify with me in grief, make it your aim to try and look past it and move on. My friend is gone; I cannot bring him back, but at least in memory of him, I can live a life that I know he would be proud of. Our loved ones may be dead and gone but we privileged to still be living owe it to them to live fulfilling lives.