Nigeria, March 13 -- On a cold morning,

the wayfarer lost his way

in the journey of life

The troubadour lost his voice

which sang of wet dreams

Just like yesterday,

the calabash broke before its owner

the calabash never returned home with water

The tree fell before the freshness of its leaves

rain quenched the fire of survival

just like yesterday,

your body kissed the soil

but your spirit stays with us

Although the town carrier sang of your demise on January 4, 2023, the scar you left behind is still visible in our hearts. What can I say when the calabash that once held the waters of life shattered on the rocks of eternity before my naked eyes? It has been over two years since the wind blew the giant tree away, but your l...