On this Saturday, the light gave way to dark clouds. A big oak tree fell. A voice that stood for the voiceless seized to speak.
I trembled, got shocked, couldn’t believe the news of your passing brother. I froze, seized, and felt numb. And for minutes I couldn’t coordinate.
Death is known to be wicked and has traumatized Ghana again with yet another big blow. A painful breeze has seized the Nation with your death Kwadwo.
Your humility and sense of humor can’t be found anymore. Kwadwo Asare as I simply call you, the vacuum you have left can’t be filled.
You left us, the Nation and family in distress. I wish to negotiate with death, but death won’t sit with me.
I have been calling but no response. Indeed you have begun a journey into the unknown.
All I could say is fare thee well brother. May God keep you until my time is due. Goodbye brother