June 5, 2017
June 5, 2017
I 'had' and can still hear my last words with You on the Thursday before You chose to leave a lasting impression two days later to depart on my Daughters’ wedding day! – there was a cloud which was a hangover of my sense of loss when I last saw you; I battled with denial of the realities you confronted me with several weeks before; I left the hospital walking on and on as if I was to walk to Kingscross until I regained consciousness to get a cab to the train station. This must have been for hours of my ruminating on how to reverse time or stall till I could find a solution to what I saw as our predicament –impending inevitable passage – a price we all have to pay at different times. Your last words were pray for me; it gave me undesired closure because I prayed for restoration – but apparently Your Amen came when You slept the last on Saturday it meant resolution; but that was later after Saturday when in consonance with your humility it came to my mind that piece of literature we had shared from forty years association about the legendary views of the traveller from an antique land of the transit nature of man who looked to works of transient-man with awe, ‘Mighty, and Despair’ the appellation was – Ozymandias; You ‘Sky’ chose the spiritual end, faith in the subliminal skies; at least so I reckon, You always left all to God; I guess that’s were your Sky Power always derived; my brilliant friend the picture that comes to my mind was when you were contesting for secretary-general in our Uni days - and after some marathon campaign you were dozing in class! Didn’t we share a joke? You played your role dear friend; I saw you slipping away but I now I know what I saw was sleep. You radiated peace in the end so as not to rape my memory of your magnificence. Adieu dear laureate. RIP.
Karen take heart Sky will be forever missed but will always be in our hearts.
’lai Oshitokunbo Oshisanya.
Karen take heart Sky will be forever missed but will always be in our hearts.
’lai Oshitokunbo Oshisanya.