Death is not the end, we do not mourn as those without hope, Chianzor, you starts our days with beautiful colours and close our nights with hope for the morning, we love you, we would have never let you go, had we the power to stop death, but death remains the common end of all mortals, the curtain is drown, the colours fadeth, the music stoped somewhere in Ilesa last saturday, but the sweet melody of your memories will stay with us forever. goodbye our lady of many colours. till resurection morning, we meet to part no more.