Muse, use, fuse, ruse;
And like the mortal remains of my friend,
But i need to take a walk on the path of righteousness,
Because i really know what killed him.
The accolade,
With generosity and kindness;
But you were eulogized in the land of joy! !
And like your studies at 'Kwame Nkrumah University of Science and Technology',
But the final funeral rites would be held at a piece of land far away from you!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem