This is my first poem-like write-up. It was instigated by the shocking death of Late Coach Stephen Keshi, Former Nigeria's national team coach and player. He's always the Big Boss as a player and coach. I love him so much,and I never knew why.



What a Day!

I woke up into a bright new morning
To a sad news which broke before the day
Never knew the day will be so boring!
Until I heard death has carried out its way
So, Keshi will no more be coaching
I knew it may be to his fans dismay.


I never knew it will come so soon
Even, I was surprised the world never perceived it
The news on TV sounds like boom!
When I heard its true I could not eat
I think death should not be a fool
To kill a man that is always proud of Nigeria's kit.

Keshi our hero!
Nobody knew until he won nations cup
His magic took us out of zero
He never left until he took us to the top!
I don't know if we can get another coach with this Neuro
So that Keshi's work will never stop.

I really hope I could say goodbye
Oh! Why is death so garnished
It slaughters the good, and design the bad, I don't know why
I really wished it could be barnished
I could have paid so he will not die
May your soul be ever flourished
What a Day it was for a world which cannot say!

Adieu, the big boss! Weeps......
RIP

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