God, the existence of death is not bravery but treachery.
Amada Paul Israel@israelamadapaul172464
5 days ago
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𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑏𝑢𝑡𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝐽𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑝ℎ 𝐴𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑒. 𝑊𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒, 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑔𝑔𝑙𝑒, 𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑟, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑙. 𝐹𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦 𝑠𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑙 𝑎𝑡 𝑃𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑑𝑢𝑙𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑑, 𝐽𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑝ℎ 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑗𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒.
𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠. 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑓, 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒. 𝐼𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑠𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑢𝑠.
𝑇ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑜𝑟 𝐽𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑝ℎ 𝐴𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑒, 𝑚𝑦 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑡, 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒, 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡.
𝐀 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃
You ain't just a friend but a brother.
In 2022 it was your beloved mother.
We sometimes reminisce and cry out to ease the pain.
Now it's you alone. I vividly remember your last words: pray for me. God, explain.
Death is truly a threat to humanity.
This ain't the end till I fail to recognise my sanity.
I wish I didn't hear it. I really wish I was not spared.
It would have been justified, not wired.
I can't believe that this brain would be buried in a grave.
After all the struggles he went through to survive, he was still crushed by misery.
God, the existence of death is not bravery but treachery.
Gone too soon, my childhood friend.
You will never fade away in my memory till my bones turn to dust.
My night will never be bright again because my moon is shut off.
But somewhere beyond the silence of this broken world,
I believe your soul has found a place where pain cannot follow.
Though the earth may hide your body, it cannot bury our memories.
Until the day eternity reunites us, rest well my brother, Joseph Anche.
