GONE WITH THE WIND

GONE WITH THE WIND

You were a swift-flowing river on Saturday,

Yet by Sunday morning,

You had become muddy pool.

You were here on earth for a mission.

You were with VANDALS by day,

And with your lovely wife & kid by night.

Yet you left without a goodbye.

The wind blew

And you were gone!

You were gone with the wind.

Gone to a land of no return.

Gone & will never come back.

Life indeed is a puff of smoke.

Here today,

Gone tomorrow.

Enoch Kelvin Nii Okang Lomo!

Chief Toto!!

Vandals have lost you

Your family has lost you

Your friends have lost you

But Heaven has found you.

In our eyes you’re no more,

But in our hearts of hearts,

You continue to soldier on.

The labourer deserves his rest.

Take your rest in the bosom of Father Abraham.

The curtains have rolled down on your performance,

But your awesome presence on earth’s stage

Will remain in our hearts forever.

Rest in perfect serenity, Chief

Rest in boundless peace!