Foluke Daramola is a Nollywood Veteran actress and she lately wrote an emotional poem about death. Here's her words.
When I’m dead, Your tears will flow
But I won’t know, Cry with me now instead!
You will send flowers, But I won’t see
Send them now instead
You’ll say words of praise
But I won’t hear, Praise me now instead!
You’ll forget my faults
But I won’t know, Forget them now, instead!
You’ll miss me then, But I won’t feel, Miss me now instead!
You’ll wish you could have spent more time with me, Spend it now instead!
When you hear I’m gone, you’ll find your way to my house to pay condolence but we haven’t even spoken in years
Please look for me now!!
”Spend time with every person around you, and help them with whatever you have to make them happy!! Your families, friends, acquaintance…..
Make them feel Special. Because you never know when time will take them away from you forever”. Love all and Forgive all.
No matter how many times the teeth bite the tongue, they still stay together in one mouth. That’s the spirit of FORGIVENESS
Even though the eyes don’t see each other, they see things together, blink simultaneously and cry together, that’s “UNITY.”
May we practise the spirit of forgiveness and togetherness.
Alone I can ‘Say’ but together we can ‘Talk’.
Alone I can ‘Enjoy’ but together we can ‘Celebrate’
Alone I can ‘Smile’ but together we can ‘Laugh’
That’s the BEAUTY of Human Relations. We are nothing without each other
The razor blade is sharp but can’t cut a tree; the axe is strong but can’t cut the hair.
Everyone is important according to his/her unique purpose. Never look down on others unless you are admiring their shoes.
To all my friends, family and loved ones, I love u all.
Foluke Daramola’s poem is centered on death, relationships, and solidifying bonds between loved ones.
By her motives, the well respected veteran means that we eradicate the era of showing love when its no more of value. We're meant to show love to people and appreciate them when they're still alive and able to receive the honours.
Due to timing, one may say that Mrs. Daramola's poetic piece came as a result of the recent property loss by the popular actor, Papa Ajasco (Ajirebi). It was gathered that his house was heavily flooded but no support whatsoever was coming his way.
Foluke, who runs an NGO aimed at assisting older colleagues in the industry, as well as the less privileged penned this poem to remind everyone of us how good it is to render timely help.
This is a poem beyond all relationships, but made for us all.
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