Memorial
My man Igwe, that turned to a brothers, I don't know why God allows good people go to him early.... Read more
My man Igwe, that turned to a brothers, I don't know why God allows good people go to him early. You were always the life of the party, the first hypeman in Uyo. You took me in like a brother, my go to guy, my confidant, my adviser, my wife still cries because you promised her you were coming to see our kids that you've never seen, but not this way, my mother in-law, your girlfriend still cries for you, you found your way into my family and left unannounced. E pain me o. Nobody to abuse me when I tell you I'm broke, before sending something, even while far away, you still give my wife order for cakes and small chops. Because of you, people still think I'm Igbo and still ask me after my brother, that's you, till today. You left a big void in me that will be very hard to fill. Fare the well my brother, I miss you my man. Rest well till we meet again. Love you till tomorrow... Collapse
The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases,
his mercies never come to an end;
they are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.
‘The Lord is my portion,’ says my soul,
‘therefore I will hope in him.’
Lamentations 3:22-26.
