Sad and shocking but irrefutably true, my brother from another mother is no more No amount of tears would make

his heart beat again as it did before No amount of weeping can reverse the rigor mortis and bring life to his muscles and joints No amount of wailing can undo the wrongs of a hospital system riddled with questionable points No amount of screaming will make him blink those eyes again Fisayo Fussy Fadairo has served his time and earthly campaign

Now inhumed in the insatiable bowels of mother earth aving paid his own debt of which we all owe death !"m left to keep querying this comple#ity called life $ith a barrage of questions on why some fall and others survive %n !&' icon in the making is now maggot cuisine Fatherhero my friend and acquaintance is no longer living

(h, what timing) *#actly two weeks after he celebrated his +,th birthday e never knew it was -. days to his departure in an unheralded way ours before he passed on, ! tried to invigorate him as ! teased him on his sick bed /%0, you no understand/ was all he could weakly muster, in pains that couldn"t be shared (f course ! understood later, but unfortunately, it was too late) Fisayo popped off on the 1th of (ctober, !"ll never forget the date)

2aybe !"ll eventually wake up from this terrible dream 2aybe it3s just a phantasmagoria designed to make me scream 2aybe he has travelled permanently to !ndia for the professional course he so yearned4for 2aybe one day, in the distant future, he"ll walk back home through the door

No amount of maybes ! come up with can erase the fact 'hat Fussy and the 5rim 6eaper have fulfilled their pact

! know he never meant to be this inconsiderate ! know he never knew he would soon be referred to as /late/ $e were supposed to narrate to our kids how we used to /lap/ to 7rd avenue ow we used to chase skirts, hack cyber timers, to mention but a few e was once filled with youthful vigor and delinquent e#uberance 8ut now lifeless and laid to quietus9 an unfortunate balance

Fisayo is still alive, not with us anyway, but deep within us 'ransformed from whom we all knew though, and with a new cause e had vices and virtues like everyone else but it was his own turn (urs is en route and from it, we can neither hide nor can we run $e can only pray for strength to bear the grief of losing a loved one $hile we positively affect the living, so as to be remembered when we are long gone

:edicated to the ;oving 2emory of Fisayo Fadairo a&k&a Fussy, Fatherhero, Scorpionking <September +-, -=>1 4 (ctober 1, +?--@