20th April

Its an Exodus
The plush green valleys
The rich red soil you walked on
The rivers that cut through your slums
The fiery bright sun
That braved your mornings in summers
The pitch dark night
That rushed to capture you winter days
The song of birds
Hummed in the beauty of skies above
The noise around
of this and that
things of this world
All that
You shall see no more
You shall hear no more
For the journey continues
And what you saw, shall see no more

As you journey into the unknown Silence
Your memory shall live on
in the blood that flows
in generations to come
in the bitterness of the hearts that remain
in the joys of of those who received you

The rivers you crossed
The mountains you climbed
The pits you fell into
All shall tell a tale

A tale of humility
A tale of emptiness
A tale of despair
A tale of defeat
A tale of victory
A tale of joy
A tale of a life
Lived in its fullness

R.I.P

Vho - Mususumeli Alepheus Mmbara