GOODNIGHT, UCHE
In the morn when you came
Drums were rolled out
Dancers took the stage
Songs were composed with your name
As voices echoed beyond mountains
When noon came
You were full of life
Men ogled at you from afar
None could ignore your charm
But it never got into your head
When night came like a sneak-thief
Your kidneys failed you
You fought hard to live
But God called you
Goodnight, Uche
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