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rossyc:
RIP Hector, may the perpetrators know no peace.

policy12:
Vanity all is Vanity....

R. I. P like candle in the wind...A day beckon when u will no longer exist
Even as our name won't longer be on life list
A day friends and families we try to wake
But the cake of life we can't bake
When my meal will be serve,
And all I have labour will be preserve.

Though I live as I own the world
Little did I know my stories will be told
When am gone..a friend will dial my phone,
Dead, buried and gone.
A journey to an unknown world and ferry with a new being.

Imagine a world without me and u,
Imagine that beautiful home without you,
Imagine all u labour for been share by families members you don't even know,
Imagine ur certificate Lying useless in your briefcase
Imagine the stage of the living without ur acts,
Imagine the script without ur role
Imagine the song without ur theme,
Imagine the rhythms without ur beats,
Imagine the lyrics of life without ur words,
Imagine letters of life's without ur pen.

Imagine facebook without ur likes and login,
Imagine instagram without ur pics,
Imagine twitter without ur tweets,
Imagine Julia without ur orders,
Imagine a nairaland without ur comments.

Imagine ur bed without ur body,
Imagine ur mirror without ur image,
Imagine laughter without ur jokes,
Imagine ur treasures without ur takes
Alas who told u we owns the world?

Little wonder a wise king once said vanity upon vanity all is vanity, sometime ago a world was without me and you..in some few yrs to come there will be a world without me or u.

Will the world pause if my heart pulse cease?
When my breath cease will the fun also cease?
Will men still hustle, when I stop living?
How will the look like without my presence?

When I finish telling my stories,
Will I ever wear the crown of glory,
Where there will be testimony without mourning,
Tears without fear, where lies gain without pain and the stars without scars.

Every moment I live it become clearer to me that am just a passer by in this world,
So no matter the lengthy of yrs I spent I must leave,
For both great and small av come and gone,
If only I realise that am only on a journey and soon I will return home may be the better for me.

TheMainMan:
so no investigation?.... nothing?

policy12:
Vanity all is Vanity....

R. I. P like candle in the wind...A day beckon when u will no longer exist
Even as our name won't longer be on life list
A day friends and families we try to wake
But the cake of life we can't bake
When my meal will be serve,
And all I have labour will be preserve.

Though I live as I own the world
Little did I know my stories will be told
When am gone..a friend will dial my phone,
Dead, buried and gone.
A journey to an unknown world and ferry with a new being.

Imagine a world without me and u,
Imagine that beautiful home without you,
Imagine all u labour for been share by families members you don't even know,
Imagine ur certificate Lying useless in your briefcase
Imagine the stage of the living without ur acts,
Imagine the script without ur role
Imagine the song without ur theme,
Imagine the rhythms without ur beats,
Imagine the lyrics of life without ur words,
Imagine letters of life's without ur pen.

Imagine facebook without ur likes and login,
Imagine instagram without ur pics,
Imagine twitter without ur tweets,
Imagine Julia without ur orders,
Imagine a nairaland without ur comments.

Imagine ur bed without ur body,
Imagine ur mirror without ur image,
Imagine laughter without ur jokes,
Imagine ur treasures without ur takes
Alas who told u we owns the world?

Little wonder a wise king once said vanity upon vanity all is vanity, sometime ago a world was without me and you..in some few yrs to come there will be a world without me or u.

Will the world pause if my heart pulse cease?
When my breath cease will the fun also cease?
Will men still hustle, when I stop living?
How will the look like without my presence?

When I finish telling my stories,
Will I ever wear the crown of glory,
Where there will be testimony without mourning,
Tears without fear, where lies gain without pain and the stars without scars.

Every moment I live it become clearer to me that am just a passer by in this world,
So no matter the lengthy of yrs I spent I must leave,
For both great and small av come and gone,
If only I realise that am only on a journey and soon I will return home may be the better for me.

TheMainMan:
so no investigation?.... nothing?

etenyong:
Bro, indeed you are a great writer. I read many times and have learnt lesson.

durella32:
bros this poem mad I dn copy am put for somewhere...

hucienda:
This is really painful.

I recall when he was given a live goat to celebrate his birthday in the jungle with the remaining contestants at that stage; and his elation when he eventually found the brewmaster's secret in the finale episode in the belly of a river in NIFOR, Edo.
J
Condolences to the family.

chazdhe:
Former Gulder Ultimate search winner, Hector Oluwaseun Joberteh, who was was shot by unknown gunmen on September 2nd, 2017 was today, September 14, buried amidst tears in Ibadan..

Recall, Hector had been trailed from the airport where he had gone to pick up a friend who just arrived Nigeria by his would be killers.

The burial which held at St James Anglican Church, Ologuneru, Ibadan, was attended by his close friends and family members who couldn’t hold back the tears as his body was lowered into the grave.

Hector is survived by his pregnant wife and daughter.

See more at https://www.celebsnest.com.ng/gulder-ultimate-search-winner-hector-joberteh-buried-today-ibadan-photos/

ELKHALIFAISIS:
why did they buried him in that thick evil Forest I know their game plan, so it will be easier for the skull miners to come and mine his skull and vital body parts in wee hour of the night... Ndia self... TUFIAKWA

Emvicprints1:
is it everything they joke with?

LaEvilIMiss:
Our so-called University Graduates in teh Plice force have no brains to investigate.. how many successful homicide crime resolutions have you seen