Damisi Itayemi (193x – February 03, 2009)
lying all alone
on a cold slab of stone
that is my uncle
but is he?
he is long gone
with the last breath – his last song
to join the angels’ throng
none of us can save another
not wife
nor child
nor husband
nor father
nor daughter
nor son
nor sister
nor brother
when the bell tolls
we are all alone
each man by himself
to heed the maker’s call
what then is money or property
is gold worth its weight?
will diamond light the path?
what use is silvery plates and pans?
Lazarus has fallen asleep a second time
never to rise again in this life time
every man is a tortured soul seeking rest
what is man, that thou art mindful of him?
and the son of man, that thou visitest him? (Psalm 8:4)
the days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away. (Psalm 90:10)
we blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree,. And wither and perish but naught changeth thee
R.I.P. Uncle Damisi Itayemi
This is a pretty decent web site.
I have bookmarked this particular page and I’ll inform my friend about it.
Bless you
It is a good website.
I’ve bookmarked this web site and also I am going to tell my friends about this.
Thankfully
May his soul finds peace in the Lord. One by one we came, so shall we leave one by one too. When and how we do not know. Ki Oluwa ka ise rere mo wa lowo ni agba adura ibe!
When I lost my sister in 1993, that was the moment I believed death is real. She died with her seven month old pregnancy of typhoid fever. General Hospital Ikare Akoko couldn’t help my beloved and ever caring, loving, giving, cheerful sister Oluwatoyin Christiana. I wept for years. I wish I could speak with her, asking if she was lonely, asking for her visit in my room only so speak with me. I prayed to God many times that I would like to see my sister Toyin but He didn’t grant me until I was sick in year 2000, I could hear her voice in my dreams.
I pray she finds peace in the Lord too. I have a lot to discuss with her in heaven, how parents felt when she died, the faith her death increased in us all and the beautiful smiles we missed. No one has been able to buy me clothes as she used to. She made me love fashion and especially using of high heels shoes. Lol. Rest in the Lord our beloved Heroes!
It is well…………