It’s almost a year now
Since you went away
But it seems just like this morning
I saw you seated at your desk smiling.
It seems just like an hour ago
That we had
Our usual fiery heated debate
That left no clear winner.
It seems just like a minute ago
That I browsed the net
Using your latest ‘nangos’.
It seems jut like a second ago
That I saw you on the corridors
With your beloved rucksack
Strapped onto your back
Dashing home to get a nap
Before dashing back again
To continue building our dear nation I guess.
We meet
We talk,
We exchange smiles
Though I can’t slap your back
Like in the old times.
Rest in peace brother,
May God let your journey be
All that you wanted it to be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem