By Abdulai Bayraytay, Patriotic Vanguard Deputy Editor, Toronto
On behalf of the Bayraytay family,( at home and abroad), we extend our profound gratitude and sincere appreciation to you all for your invaluable support and prayers during the period of the loss of our brother Umarr L. Bayraytay who passed away in Freetown on March 4th this year. May his soul rest in perfect peace and may light perpetual shine upon him!
Thank you and May God bless you all.
Death Be Not Proud
DEATH be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for, thou art not so,
For, those, whom thou think’st, thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee doe go,
Rest of their bones, and souls delivery.
Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppies, or charms can make us sleep as well,
And better then thy stroke; why swell’st thou then;
One short sleep past, wee wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; death, thou shall die!
(John Donne 1572 - 1631)
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