Writing one's own epitaph

[sheenaghpugh]

"…He will come out of the grave
His clothes thrown around him;
worms shall not have done their work.
His face shall beam the radiance of many suns.
His gait the bearing of a victor,
On his forehead shall shine a thousand stars"

- Kofi Awoonor, Ghanaian poet, murdered in Nairobi shopping mall by the usual pointless bigots.

Comments

[steepholm.livejournal.com]

That's wonderful.

[ideealisme.livejournal.com]

I wish there were more of people like him and considerably less of people like them. I'd be quite happy to arrange that state of affairs myself, frankly.

[sheenaghpugh]

I'm rather of your mind on that...