Papa at home footing your bills
Mama at praying looking up the hill
You are came here planting in the seeds

You told me that you will be back for soon
Look at it you have gone too soon
Steping into the foot print you left
Your vacant just sings your absence

I despise death for doing us wrong
For taking you away from us
Watch you postrated flat
Thinking you are in sleeping pretence
Soon realised that you breath no more air

I cried
Waterfall flow down my humble eyes
Anguish clouded me a blind to fight the worrior death our rival
All strenght to vanity and to no avail
Farewell to your new found home
Death will vitimise you no more
The way it will tickle us

Sure you have acomplished of your errand is attended 
In this world of no rest
Rest in the bossom of your master
Rest in peace to bustle and hustle no more

You will remain a picture in our hearts
Till we meet in a perfect house
You travel without waving a good bye