He Was A Believer Poem by Caleb Tukahiirwa

Yesterday, i lost a good friend
An old man that knew the whole truth,
The truth about believing and salvation
He mourned not at a burial of a brother.
As he always said, it’s a path we all are to take,
One that we should celebrate rather than curse
A time to rest from your long tiring earthly duty
Bravely he always looked on waiting for his day
He stood for morality in this wasted country
Celebrated each day and night the Lord’s grace
And wished no one to cry on his awaited day
He asked us to get dressed in white that day
And walk the road he loved so much to take
The road that led to our community church
Thanking God for the mercies he showed him
He wanted no mourning but a party of victory
No cries of misery but joyful tears of proud hearts
Wanted no goodbyes but rather see- you- laters
Said that he would wait for me when my day came
He would prepare for me my mansion as I came
Everything would be good again and even better
For we will be home where we have always belonged
Yesterday was so different from all the other days
It was a believer’s funnel, a higher power was present