Immediately one dies automatically his soul becomes gentle. The prostitutes that will shamelessly fight her customers that they need to pay more because the size of their piss/doing instruments is too big. Or mama mufutahu that fights every one in the neighborhood or it is the traders that will always say oga na becos of you o. Or the agberos and drivers that will make themselves high before picking their passengers. Pastors and imams are on another level. Politicians chai, there is God o. When I read may his gentle soul rest in peace it reminds me of a song we sing in church so we lift up holy hands in one accord Hmmm it is well.