Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message that Nnaemeka Frank Umeh Aka Djceeis is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
To an hustler who died in line of
duty
If lighting a candle will bring you
back, we would have burn the whole forest for you.
If filling a cup will make us see
your smile again, we would have dry up the ocean for you.
If darkness will make us hear your
skillful mix of music on the turn table, the sun will burn itself out. We love
you Nnaemeka Frank Umeh.
All 2015 batch B Cross River corps
member are grieving over your dismissal
All Cadets of the FRSC CDS are
grieving over you.
Dance and Drama CDS group will not
forget you.
The OBS crew will never forget you
Hit Fm will never forget you.
The whole of Calabar will not
forget you.
CADET Chuks (CnC FRSC CDS) take heart.
CADET Chuks (CnC FRSC CDS) take heart.
Your memory will remain evergreen
in our heart
Nnaemeka Frank Umeh
CR/15B/ ----
A limb has fallen from the NYSC
tree.
I keep hearing a voice that says, “Grieve not for me.
Remember the best times in camp, the laughter, the song and the mixes.
The good life I lived before and while serving my father land.
Continue my heritage, I’m counting on you.
Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through.
My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest.
Remembering all, how I truly was blessed.
Continue traditions, no matter how small.
Go on with your life, don’t worry about falls
I miss you all dearly, so keep up your chin.
Until the day comes we’re together again”.
I keep hearing a voice that says, “Grieve not for me.
Remember the best times in camp, the laughter, the song and the mixes.
The good life I lived before and while serving my father land.
Continue my heritage, I’m counting on you.
Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through.
My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest.
Remembering all, how I truly was blessed.
Continue traditions, no matter how small.
Go on with your life, don’t worry about falls
I miss you all dearly, so keep up your chin.
Until the day comes we’re together again”.
Corper Nnaemeka Frank Umeh
CR/15B/ ----
MAXIMUM RESPECT.
we miss you bro.
My OBS CREW MATE
My OBS CREW MATE