This is very unlike me, because I like to stick strictly to solving problems, but I shall have to digress a little, because my heart is heavy, and I have permission to do this. I lost a dear brother and friend in very painful circumstances, and this is my little tribute to him, from the depth of my heart.
And here’s to NWOFOR CHIGOZIE, Java programmer, brother, son, tutor, teacher, taller than any other. Gone, but not forgotten.
Another great man kisses the dustAt a really painful great costNwofor Chigozie, you are goneProgrammer, brother and friend, you have left my heart torn
Why would you decide to travel that dayWhy would you leave on the 5th and not the next dayWe would have at least celebrated another SundayBut alas it would not be, for twas your last dayRIP Java, for we shall meet again on the final day
And when I saw his name on the manifestI could not believe my eyes, a heavy heart on my chestDeath has taken Java, one of the very bestRIP brother, I wish you eternal rest
Nwofor is gone, and there's no replacement for himWho will teach me Java, apart from himMy eyes are wet, my bucket filled to the brimRIP Java, rest in eternal de la creme
And then I remember, and I despairLife, is all but a chasing after the windOne day I shall die, and like chaff, blown awayAnd all I shall leave, memories of my past deeds
I write this, to say my goodbyeThough it's hard to take, I still ask myself whyThough this seems like goodbyeI know for sure we shall see again, by and by