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By Comarade IZEZE RUME YAKUBU REUBEN
Tear thee not for Tim but for thou
The end I wean,
Justifying the mean,
To wean a mean,
A skill scarcely seen.
My dream,my goal,
My purpose a foal,
In pursuit built I,
That dream a why?
My wits,my skill,
My job to thrill,
Though chalice filled,
My master willed.
I fearless trade,
A route of dread,
My kids,my wife,my family,
For thee I sing this lonely homily.
My time ‘a here is spent,
My time ‘a yonder pent,
My LORD,my maker called,
A call that can’t be stalled.
For foe,for friend I plead,
Weep not thine tears of lead,
But ask thine self ‘a thus?
Were it be thee like us???
I came,I lived,I rode,
Alas I fly to Saviour’s bode,
My time ‘a here pan of flash,
My time ‘a there THE SAVIOUR’S dash.
Be strong,for GOD is GOD,
HE sees,he pierces the hood,
Be well,remember we ALL shall swell,
I tell you it is well!!!
Adieu my “INTELLECTUAL SPARING PARTNER”.
TKO.
EXPENSIVE TIM!!!
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