[Tall]

I would analized with you folks, it would have been intellectual. However, I lost my big brother in this senseless carnage. At this time my intellect betrays me. Some persons for no good reason marched to his house and massercered him, though he had nothing to do with the politics. He was 57 years old, and left behind two young sons; 15 and 13 years old, in fact the children pulled his corpse away, so it could be retreived for a humane burial. Their emotional state is your best guess. He was a jolly fellow, as a teenager he played rugby and drew a lot. He had an instinct for the arts. Had our parents being more enlightened, he may have become a name, for he had a way with colours.

My big sister said to me on phone; do not cry, that is his destiny! A destiny indeed. Some destiny, I try not to curse, of what value would that be? As they bury him on thursday, my heart will be with them.

May your soul rest in peace: Maxwell Oladehinde Morris.