Sitting on a stool of commitment to illusion, I smiled to the dark room covering my eyes from seeing as I remembered the great memories we had together as children from the same mother which is called siblings. I recalled the moments of happiness that layed itself in time past. This great events are like scars on my skin that has come to stay. One year already gone but your smiles still present themselves to my face in assurance that you are still there with me. This great smiles that the Creator admired which made Him to seek that you should be in His presence. I just want to tell you to enjoy your moment and remember me always. I have been strong since your departure because I believe you went for good. This should have come as a poem but things came out in another way, but I promise that you will enjoy this days of your remembrance with me.

One day, a politician would cry saying: *My money, my house, my cars, children, wives etc. Where are they? This was his story!!!! I lived a reckless life, I never sort for things of God, I kept God the last because I sought to see myself as the God of my own. I had the money and was not on anybody's rule. I had firm and that was what I pursued morewhile alive. I couldn't even go to the hospital to see those who are sick or to burial grounds to pray for those who are dead. I couldn't even see the neighborhood who were so poor (Anawims), I only cared for my family whom today am not with anymore. Until a day a poor man came to me saying "one day you will be lying down in a state without breathing or eyes opened". This last words of the poor man touched my heart as a stone but my a pitiful conscience I never had. And today am gone and leaving wealth and riches to those who are still alive on. Riches I never knew is vanity and money I never knew would one day leave me