Kuns-Kuns
You are with us always, but there are always special memories at Christmas, when the whole family gets together to play games, joke and stuff ourselves silly!

You would be so proud of Tami and Justin. They are turning out to be really good human beings,

Justin with a great sense of humour, excelling academically, is entrepreneurial in nature and of course, he really is the MVP on the basketball court. I reckon he will even top your height!

Tami also has a fine tuned sense of humour, also excelling academically, (including in maths), she has many artistic talents, from interior design, fashion and hair, and she has just started on her basketball journey, and even exploring money-making ideas. Most of all, I am sure you will admire her empathetic nature, she cares about people, animals, hell - the whole world!

I know you are with them.. along their journey through teenage-hood, because that's a tough one - and guide them in making the right choices in life.

Liz is amazing as always, her sense of right and wrong has not wavered. She brings joy to their lives, and a sense of fun, despite your gone-ness!

And you know I am there for them, 'The granny with the mostest', opening their minds to the wealth of possibilities, crazy adventures in this big wide world, and encouraging them to be fear-less! Here in Tanzania this year, they got up close and personal with snakes around their necks!
More adventures for the coming year!

Oh Kuns, miss you so much, will love and admire you for the rest of my days!

Your MOTA! xxx

Hey big bro. I honestly don’t remember the last day I didn’t think about you. You’re always on my mind. When I pray to God, I’m also praying to you, praying for you, praying with you. You’ve been always watching me so this isn’t news to you really but yeah man, I go to your Alma mater now…who would’ve thought huh big bro? A full circle. I know you’re proud but it would just hit so different to see you proud in person and for you to give me that big bear hug. To actually hear from your own mouth that you’re proud of me and rooting for me…it is what it is. Man, I’m a Coppin State Eagle like you big bro! Whaaaaaat.

Your children. I’m tearing up writing this. Your children…man they’re amazing. They are going to win in life and carry on your legacy because they are both destined for greatness, it’s inevitable. I love them so much. I thank you for allowing me to be their uncle. Justin and Tami, I’ll do anything for them. Also for sister Liz! She really is holding it down bro. She really is. We are all here for her. For them. For you.

I’ve got to support our volleyball team now so I have to go now. But thank you. Thank you. I love you BBK.

It has taken me this long to leave a tribute because I still can't believe you are gone. You worked hard. You toiled. You never gave up. You kept on moving. May your soul rest in everlasting peace. May the Lord continue to comfort your family. Amen

Keep on resting Mr kunle

I remember you tpday late attorney Kunle Fagbennle,may God forgive all your sins,by the power of the Holy ghost,The Spirit of GOD,and in the mighty name
of Jesus Christ of Nazerite ,and grant your soul eternal rest in paradise above.You truly touched lives.Keep resting.

You're forever missed, Big Bro.

It's great to know everyone is keeping up and being strong, but I know and believe you're in a better place now. I'll never forget you, Egbon Kunle. Your memory lives on, and your spirit is still with us. Rest in peace, Big Bro.

Ajibade Ariori (Aji)

Kuns-Kuns.. it seems your baby sister Ade, has used her literary skills to give you all the newsy updates, in particular about your 'pride and joy, Justin and Tami!
She is not exaggerating, they really are something else, in their spirit, empathy, brilliance, talent and sports!
Liz has done the greatest job to inspire them, provide them with ethical values and the importance of family, and of course, enough food to feed their insatiable appetites and unstoppable growth spurts!
I know they miss you so much, but your various younger brothers have been there for them, especially OT, Luti and Doks. And we can't forget all the cousins from Tay to Toro - to make them know that family is there to support / annoy them as the situation demands!
For me, I miss the hell outta you, angry that you left us far too young which is not how its supposed to be, knowing that you had so much more to do and give. But then I think of our debates on religion, politics, sex, gender roles, the meaning of life, the intellectual discourse, laughing about the sublime to the ridiculous.. and I smile, because for me, you are still with me and know we will continue to debate to the end of time! Love you forever.. MOTA xxx

Big K, you would have been 54 years old today but death took you away on 5/18/2018. We missed you, we lost my mom in 2021 and uncle Olu this January. Sisi agba continues to struggle with your demise but we’re trying our best to keep her safe. Liz and the kids are also doing great. Happy heavenly birthday, continue to watch over your love ones most especially Tami, Justin, Liz and sisi agba.

Sleep on cousin, may your gentle soul continue to rest in peace!

Happy Birthday, BBK. I miss you terribly. Justin and Tami continue to go from strength to strength and they do you proud, thanks to Liz, and their own indomitable spirits. They are so kind, thoughtful and funny. They are in the same high school (Tami started last September) and how they’ve grown! I told you Justin would beat his cousins in height by this year, and he most definitely has. Next to be beaten by this time in 2024? Tito and Tem!
Justin’s basketball is amazing, he’ll easily go pro if he wants, he’s a great chef, smart and funny as a whip. Tami is as fierce as ever, but still with that gentle spirit. She’s taken after you with the acting, and is great! Starred in her school play but I didn’t get to see it… experienced it vicariously through her vivid storytelling, she’s brilliant. She’s also her class rep… whoop whoop!
Every time we hang out or they say/ do something else, I think of you and how you would cheer, push, admonish, celebrate and glory in them in your bombastic way. I mean it, BBK - they are your pride and joy.
The family continues to grow, the siblings clan in 2023 is 22 strong… so many stories there, I’m sure you hear and know them all - we walk with you daily. Dad is flourishing in Naij, I swear, this decade sees him younger with each year that passes, and he’s still punishing people on the tennis courts. Na wa o. I miss you so terribly, big bro. I love you.

Kunle, you were a delight to be with and always lit up the room. As a young man , you were full of energy, adventurous & friendly. A giant amongst your classmates then. When I saw you years after, I was happy to see you fought the challenges to reach a great height. It’s sad you left so early, but God knows best.

Adieu friend. Rest in peace.
85 set HMGS

R.I.P mr Kunle...Thank you for making me think big even with nothing in my account... you believe in my hustle and never hesitated to put me thru
You came up with the finger food called BIG CHOPS and I am glad to tell you Big CHOPS Is served mostly in all parties in Lagos...you brought the content..
Keep resting sir

Gone way too soon Kunle. As we look at all the legal challenges to Black Lives Matter in the US, I often think of you as that attorney who would be supporting this cause. Your first year out of law school, you were selected for an award for supporting the disadvantaged by the Maryland Bar Association. That was you; always supporting those who were not in a position to represent their own interests.

Keep resting; never forgotten; larger than life person.   It is still hard to believe even after four years that you are no longer here.

Kimberly

It is still very hard to phantom the loss of your ever-smiling, selfless, huge, accommodating bro, Egbon (Elder bro) like you.

I’m so speechless as words can’t even suffice to explain the nostalgia as I reminisce the good old days of growing up down the adjacent street (Ebun St.) to No. 5, Morris; mostly coming to visit with my elder bro and the fun ...

May God Almighty bless your soul, expiate you from all your errors and shortcomings while on the face of this earth, and grant you a far better place in Paradise, Amen.
Ariori Ajibade (Aji)

I will always remember my big brother, Kunle, my gentle Giant. Continue to rest peacefully Bro.

Love Always Your little Sister,

Michelle

BBK, Vito Ferrari! Saw this and the new pics from uncle Remi and it made me smile. Yesterday, Justin and Tami had the idea to write you notes and send them soaring to the sky, with a little Chinese cuisine on the side lol. Liz, as always the deepest of mothers, made it happen. We got together in Hendon Park, in person and virtually - your mum and dad’s side both, with Liz’s crew - as always. A bit chaotic but bloody fun - I can imagine you, blustering, laughing, being bombastic and so immensely proud of Tami and Justin.
Justin is no joke at baking o, made an amazing cake with K in sprinkles on the top. Do we have a chef at last?!?!? He says “cookin in the kitchen, cookin on the court” serious boy. His message for you was massive, and we thank God. Tami? That one? Smart as a tack and strong-minded to boot. The way she handles herself with youngins and adults alike, no fear (apart from the randos who happened to be in the park at the same time, don’t worry they fled hahaha)
Justin will beat all his cousins height-wise by the next year, mark my words… Tami, with her willowy self, is not far behind.
Don’t scold me too much, please. Love you.
Miss you.

The memories of you departing this world one day after your birthday at such an early age greatly saddens the heart. Your warm captivating smile lingers on forever. As, the saying goes. "To live in the hearts of those you leave behind is not to die." I will always remember you Kunkle. I never met your wife and kids but I know that they are in the hands of the Lord who has promised never to leave us nor forsake us.
RIP KUNLE

Every day, every year. An odd one today bro. Liz and O-T got us all together (virtually) yesterday - from the three corners of our world. Dad, mum, Antoun and Aunty B, all your sibs, nephs and nieces and those star-kissed children of yours. Tons of memories shared, tears, laughter and Tami’s sweet singing. Justin - that boy - a giant in the making! Both he and Tami are doing their thing in school and outside. They’re full of laughter, love and wit. Each and every time - I see you and it makes my heart smile and twist all at the same time. It’s hard. We’re all doing, keepin on in our own ways, with you at the centre of it all. I reckon you’d be pulling us together as you used to. Temi spoke of how dedicated you were to family and insisting on our being as one. Oof. And Tor of your being there for all the moments that mattered. And Liz of your love of birthdays (she and Justin prepared presentations, wow). Tami sang on Justin’s piece and waxed lyrical about a funny Toys R Us story... funny cos Daps and Peks had theirs too. Looool. We shared a couple of dodgy memories hahahahaha. I don’t know what to do BBK. I miss you.

Hey Bro,

I miss you. Justin and Tami and Sis Liz are so beautiful you wouldn’t believe. I just wanted to say thank you for being with me in spirit on that train last year. You alone saw me through those hopeless nights. Thank you. Did you get to ask God what the heck he/she was thinking by creating mosquitos? I mean, seriously... anyway I bet you’re making everybody laugh wherever you are, with your smile that lights up all the nights. Thank you for our last emails. You are with me forever.
Love,
Torera

Miss you, Kunle. Continue to rest in peace.

Super K, my Super K. Hmmmm.

Kunle

Your loss is still been felt. Three years ago you departed this sinful world. What a shocker. We lost touch but you were always on my mind. I was even in your area the night before you passed. How ironic!  We pray for all you left behind the children in particular Justin and Tami. Liz and Mama Kunle and Baba kunle may God comfort you and hold you in all things.  RIP brother. 
God Bless

Dekunle,
O ye Olorun!
Missing you.

Wow!!! What a big loss, it really saddened me to realize you had gone big bro.

I remember the days of coming with my elder bro Deji Famodun, to your house “No.5, Morris St.” The 1st thing that caught my attention was your height and that warm illuminating smile of yours, then of course one can’t help but notice your physique with all the dumbbells, and other weight lifting equipment around. One of my 1st inspiring moments to ever want to play basketball came from the moment you grabbed the basket-ball with your whole palm and did some spins and tricky moves around; and the days of going to Ikoyi club, it was always exciting visiting your house.

So, short of words at the moment and sad that I’m just finding out you passed-on 2 years ago, while searching the internet, trying to get in touch with you in other to get Dokun and Banke’s contacts, also with the hope wish Banke a belated or happy birthday this June.

You will forever be missed as you were a strong unifier and a pivot to your siblings as I remembered back then. May your gentle soul rest on and may the Good God Almighty bless your immediate and the entire Fagbenle family with the strength and love to carry on.

Rest on Big Bro

Still missing you...….like crazy.

Hmm, my dear beloved cousin. It’s still a shock to me that such a loving, amazing and caring person was taking so soon. It’s exactly two years today that you went to be with your creator. Each time I close my eyes, all I think about is that gentle smile of yours but I know you are in a better place. The family is still struggling with your death, Ife still talks about you all the time and he has decided to use one of the pictures taking during 2017 Summer vacation in Maryland as his screen saver on his cellphone in order not to forget your face. Liz and the kids are hanging in there, they missed you a lot, and Sister Agba (your mom) is also hanging in there. Sister Agba (your mom) continues to connect with Liz and the kids as much as possible. She’s currently in the states with me, she’s not able to go back to Nigeria now due to Covid 19 but she continues to be strong. We celebrated you yestreday , Justin and Tami shared their most recent picture with Sister Agba yesterday. You are gone but not forgotten, you continue to live in our hearts despite the fact that we can’t touch, hug or hear your voice anymore except in dreams.

May your gentle soul continues to rest in the bosom of the Lord! 

Still missing you big brother. You will Forever be missed. 

Today was the great Adekunke Fagbenle’s bday - Bra Kunle, BBK. I woke up to the most incredible beautiful video I’ve ever seen (see videos section) and I cried. I cried like I haven’t in years. It was a cry of joy and pain. Appreciation for the beautiful family I come from. My kids had never seen me cry like that (ok maybe once) and they were quick to cheer me up with loving hugs and a special breakfast. You ain’t never had an Oreo Cookie croissant as good as the one I got this morning! Lol. The video made by O-T starring my niece and nephew in honour of their father, our BBK, the Global Lawyer, the biggie smalls bumping, Oscar Wilde quoting trailblazing BBK the eldest of a dozen fagbenle siblings who would all make a special mark on the world. Rest in power we love you. Thank you for paving the way for us with your excellence ambition and boundless love. It was a beautiful day. Appreciate every one of them you have on this earth.

WOW!!!
How time flies. My birthday month mate, my dear, can’t believe time has gone, we will always celebrate you.
Your memories will continually live in our hearts forever.
Continue to Rest & May the Souls of the faithful departed (including my Dad, this year) RIP forever, Amen.

Happy 51st birthday BBK.
Wow 2 years... it’s mad, seems like forever and yet only the other day.
We are living in strange times, big bro. I wonder what you would have made of this coronavirus malarkey. I wonder if this quarantine business would’ve forced you to slow down, to rest, to reassess. Or would’ve you just have found another big idea to build on? 
Tami and Justin are doing good, in TZ with Liz, mum and OT, having the time of their lives by all accounts. Mum has been a real rock. Justin goes to high school this year - got into the school he wanted, too. You should see how the both of them are growing. They’re amazing. It isn’t easier for them in spirit, it’s... different. Liz is bloody fabulous. You’d be so proud also of your brothers and the way they have stepped up to the plate in so many ways.
We’re different too. A lot has happened and is happening.
The hole is huge and it echoes through everything but it’s a hole and so is also the ache of nothingness - so we are lost and confused.
Dad... well, you know dad, and there was the loss of uncle Layi too last year - mehn... It’s a lot. He’s still standing and smiling, you know dad, the answer is blowing in the wind.
So - have memories of you flitting through my head.
You on your roller skates with your cowboy hat on telling me and Doks that you wanted a ‘mers ber’ and us cracking up.
You letting me drive on the highway (!what were you thinking?!?!) when Clem first taught me to drive.
Walking by the harbour and you just cracking up, and us cracking up too even though we truly didn’t know what was so funny.
Some Alpha picnic in a park in Philly that you took us to, where some random 5 percenter tried to engage you in debate - ha!
You picking me up faithfully every night from my job as a waitress ‘just in case, now’.
You in the hotel room with the kids doing your usual bark but no bite business and me rolling my eyes - you catching me and laughing ‘these children are not serious’. And you bursting into the ‘are we ready’ song of our childhood.
And on and on... and on we go.

WOW! This is very sad. I believe I met Mr. Kunle Fagbenle only once, in his office at St. John's Wood, London, sometime in late 2007/early 2008. That meeting was sufficient to make a lasting positive impact. I had just completed my LL.M at the University of Warwick, and I needed some guidance with regard to the next steps in my chosen career - legal practice. Mr. Fagbenle was very helpful, full of good advice, and cheerful. I moved to Lagos, joined a law firm, and we later connected via LinkedIn. In my shock, I have just re-checked to see that I still have his old GSM number stored all these years! May his soul rest in peace, and may God comfort his friends and family.

When exactly does the grieving end? I am not sure I’ll ever understand why you had to go so soon. Wonderful, loyal, supportive big brother with a tender, loving heart. We love and miss you so much bro Kunle.

Focused on your smile

Because of your smile, you make life more beautiful.
Thich Nhat Hanh

If we smile together, it is not because we do not have problems, but because we are stronger than the problems.
Can’t remember who

BBK, you are constantly on my mind these past few weeks. I know, see grammar! hahaha. Not like usual but - all day, every day, I don’t know why. You walk with me. Your voice shadows me, your laughter tickles me, your eyes... your eyes.

You’d be so proud of Justin and Tami! Justin is on the school council (can you imagine?!?! That boy will rule the school if they’re not careful) and Tami - hah Tami!!! Warrior princess. That girl is a force to reckon with and then her voice - my goodness, your daughter sings so sweetly. I watch the video of you singing away at them and with them and I wonder...

The rest of us? We keep on keeping on and all is well, amen.

Anyway I ramble, it’s 2019 and Christmas is around the corner.

We all miss you BBK.
It’s supposed to get easier, but I don’t know, it just feels more complex, and nothing is enough.

Love you big bro.

Oga, I will forever miss you. As a driver to him he told me you're not a driver but my personal assistant. Imagine such promotion. I learned something from him, he said Sunday don't make people to know you, but let them know you themselves. And he reads people's mind, the was a particular time I was planning to leave him, he called me Sunday. What is in your mind? I said nothing sir, and he said you want to go. He asked. Do you have any problem with me? I said no sir. He said I knew you need freedom. And he gave me certain amount of money to establish myself. Ha! Iku lopin EDA. I'm what I am today by God's sent omo Fagbenle. May your gentle soul rest on. My boss

Death Is Nothing At All
By Henry Scott-Holland


Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Nothing has happened.
Everything remains exactly as it was.
I am I, and you are you,
and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was.
There is absolute and unbroken continuity.
What is this death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval,
somewhere very near,
just round the corner.
All is well.
Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!



Really proud and thankful of your lovely family ,especially Liz and the children . God bless the entire Fagbenle Family. Kunle we miss you loads but God knows the best . Sun re o Kunle . Lots of love
Lolade & the Ottun family x

WHEN GREAT TREES FALL
by Maya Angelou
When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
and even elephants
lumber after safety.
When great trees fall
in forests,
small things recoil into silence,
their senses
eroded beyond fear.
When great souls die,
the air around us becomes
light, rare, sterile.
We breathe, briefly.
Our eyes, briefly,
see with
a hurtful clarity.
Our memory, suddenly sharpened,
examines,
gnaws on kind words
unsaid,
promised walks
never taken.
Great souls die and
our reality, bound to
them, takes leave of us.
Our souls,
dependent upon their
nurture,
now shrink, wizened.
Our minds, formed
and informed by their
radiance,
fall away.
We are not so much maddened
as reduced to the unutterable ignorance
of dark, cold
caves.
And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed.

Dear Egbon,
I miss you so much, there’s no month that goes by without me thinking of you, and what you meant to the family. We thank God for the blessing you were. Continue to rest in the bosom of the Almighty. May all the family you left continue to be strengthened by God’s Grace and Mercy.

Bro Kunle, it’s me Tinuke. I think you might have super powers now, because today has been a strange day.
So many love and miss you. Lots of aching hearts, silently in our own different ways.
Say a prayer for me, you know what.
Love eternally

My dear Kunle
You were a shining star.
And I miss you like crazy.
Still seems unbelievable that you really are no longer with us - I find myself repeatedly saying 'ah ah!' in wonderment whenever I think of you.
Still can't really believe it.
But God knows best.
Sleep in peace, aburo.

You are remembered today , even though u are gone , you are still part of us. Rest in Peace mate
Finbarr's 87 set

Bro K, We miss your happiness and presence. You would have been 50 today. We will still mark it and celebrate your life this weekend and I Know you’ll be watching from Heaven with a broad smile. Hbd bro. Rest well

Big Brother K! You would've been 50 today, a golden jubilee and a worthy cause for celebration. You've been taken away too soon, but we remember you fondly, and celebrate your life and legacy regardless. Sleep on brother, we miss you!

My beautiful, stubborn, loving, fierce big bro - the man always with the plan, brain working overtime.
I wonder what you’d have planned for today for your 50th, we could never tell with you. It’d either be a big blowout bash to knock people’s socks off in celebration, or perhaps a cruise... likely the former!
If there is an afterlife, I pray you are enjoying making your mark there as you did here. Love you always, your baby banks.

My little gentle giant, Kuns-Kuns,
Thanks for staying in my mind this year… I have kept your biggest smile close to my heart and it never fails to cheer me up… and you will be pleased to know that you continue to drive me crazy, but that’s just how it was always meant to be! 
I saw a pair of pink loafers in the shopping mall when I was last in the UK. They reminded me of the size 15, pink salmon pair I bought for you in ‘Big and Mighty’ down the Edgware Road in 1984. You were so chuffed with them, you strut up and down Morris Street in them to show them off! And now here I was, standing in Brent Cross and I had to crack up when I thought I saw a reflection of your astonished teenage face in the shop window - that almighty smile and those innocent big eyes of yours! Crazy Yaba boy!!!
I have enjoyed our mind debates over the last year too, although you have continued to tantalise me with the ‘biggest question in life’… which you are now far more qualified to answer than myself…
Meanwhile, Dad recommended a book ‘Being Mortal’ by Atul Gawande, which has helped both of us since you left in such a hurry... As always, wanting to move forwards and upwards, but in this case - well before your time - G’damn it!!!
I have also been watching the illuminating Reza Aslan on the life and times of Jesus of Nazareth. You would like his historical analysis and logic, but maybe not his conclusions so much!
Well Kuns-Kuns, until our next debate, shared memory or more reflections, you will live on in my heart till the end of my days.
Love, your very own MOTA xxx

BY KIMBERLY BROWN
What Was vs. What Could Be
After trying to reflect and understand and make sense of things that are senseless. Why? How? What? Where? How is this possible? Why is this so hard? How could this happen? Why then? Why that way? Why were you so different? What would you say? (Kobe said “Trust God”)
You were the first person I really knew who was not born in the U.S. You were so different for a young 24 year old. Intelligent, Confident, Entrepreneurial, Compassionate. When most of your peers were trying to have fun, graduate, get a job, find a date, You were creating jobs (legally) in Baltimore and turning profits with your business.
People may say your height distinguished you, your smile which lit up every room, but I say the lens that you looked through was different.
Where most people see black and white and occasional bursts of color, you saw vibrant colors all the time.
The person by most standards who was average… You looked at them and saw potential, you were there for them when they needed you, you anticipated needs, you assisted them, and you loved many people unconditionally. 
And you did these things quietly. You sought nothing in return for your constant acts of kindness.
That inner city that had not been gentrified yet (St Paul St., North Avenue, York Road) you saw an opportunity to serve the community and build a vibrant community. 
That abandoned or dilapidated building to you was a potential gold mine for a business opportunity. (You were right. Now there is a Subway at one of your locations and most of the property is owned by Johns Hopkins).
That person who wanted to move to the U.S. for the American Dream deserved their chance for a shot at that somewhat elusive thing. (You knew so well how difficult that journey would be. But, none the less even when your American Dream was becoming more and more difficult you continued to help others. And they were successful in achieving some aspects of that dream because of YOU.)
That person who may have wronged you……… really did not know what they were doing. It was not deliberate. It was out of character. They could do better. That is how you viewed things. (But, if someone wronged a person you knew, they should be held accountable!)
(Oh, you helped me so much when I did not know that I had the power to help myself. I remember an instance of racism at my job. I was devastated to be talked to in such a way. You made me understand my worth and my value; you made me see things differently to this day; and you told me to sue the Federal Government : ). )
Color, Glorious Color, Vibrant Color is what you saw when you looked around and it was not from your head but your heart.
So what makes this hard with you not here on this Earth, Somewhere, Anywhere, Doing your thing, Watching your kids grow up, Being with those who you loved and those who loved you, Seeing the Positive Side of Things, and Helping Others…
We now see what was vs. What Could Be in You. Our lens will now always be more black and white with fewer instances of vibrant color without the reflection of you.

Here
He was here
Just here
In time, they say, in time
So we, wait
For what?
I swear he was here
Just here
Laughing, those perfect teeth shining
larger than life
In mind, body, soul
In time, they say, in time
No
He
Was
Here
Scolding
Passionate
Proud
Arms wide wide wide
Loudly and silently
Here
And the world, the insensible world
Insentient, insensitive world
Flows, moves
And we are forcibly moved too
But the rhythm is off
Feet dragging
Minds floating
Out of sun, out of sync
Mouths chained
Steps screaming
He. Was. Is. Here

I'm one of your staffs still active,s o sad you're no longer with us, you taught me to see truth,know the truth,and to walk towards the truth always,boss!,sleep on,cos i know you're not alone,it is well with your soul,as for we the staffs here at ChapterOne,in Lagos Nigeria,Emmanuel!!!

If roses grow in heaven
Lord please pick a bunch for me
And place them in my brother's arms
And tell him they're from me
Tell him I'm sorry that I drew away, that I I didn't pull him close
That I took us for granted, and got caught up in my woes
Tell him I love him and I miss him, and when he turns to smile
Place a kiss upon his cheek and hold him for awhile
Because remembering him is easy, I do it every day
But there's an ache in my heart
That feels like it will never go away
(adapted from poem by Anon)

Dear Kunle, what can i say that has not been said by so many others. What requiem can i sing for this pligrim on his way back home? What a great privilege to know this rare gem. A finer chip of the old block.
' When i remember what friends, families and acquaintances had lost with this death, water run a way me down.'
ADIEU till we part no more.
Esho Godwin