Deola
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Lol, I'm sure you got the message.
I thought this would be the easiest letter to write, but I was wrong. I'm not short of words, but I found it very difficult to express my thoughts. Partly because I wish I had spent more time with you and probably said and done all I had in mind. I guess if wishes were horses, there'd be no horses. I'll definitely have to split this letter into multiple parts because I can't successfully piece my thoughts together. The friends we love! I have to focus so it won't look like I'm still shooting shots from otherearth!
I'm sure you noticed my eyes around you in my absence, and just so you know, I thought about you a lot—godly thoughts, though! I watched you closely and listened to every detail I could see. Hey, you are enough. You're beautiful, or, like I say, you're beautifulING because your glow never ends.
You and your 3rd dotted eye. Your hair is not the only thing we see, at least for those of us who pay attention. You need to think more highly of yourself and open the bottle. I told Adiya that I know all about bottles, and that's legit. We shouldn't do life without speaking and letting our truth out there. Don't starve the world of your voice, sweet voice! This is only a reminder because I remember saying some of these words before my trip to the other side. I do hope you live and breathe more. You'll need to Affirm-on. I mean, say great things about yourself or who you hope to become, and by all means act in that direction. You'll also need to stand your ground. Say the things you feel, and not everyone is out there to hurt you. So before you put us on the shelf, tell us why we couldn't get closer. You be babe oo; in fact, you be pro-noun. I mean, you're a professional noun. Umm, it sounds better in my head, and I hope you get it and mentally applaud yourself for being smart, as was the case when I was present. I may be dead, but your memory lives in my dead mind! Now that sounds strange, innit? And yeah, what's stopping you, and what are you so afraid of?
I hope you've stopped taking sugar!
You are priceless, fine-art, and Abba's masterpiece. Leave am, Abba de create content oo! I hope you BECOME in my absence. Like you said that day in traffic, I hope you sleep well tonight and every day because you are....
Smiles,
Dead Ben
DEAD BEN: LETTERS TO THE LIVING (BECOMING)
By
Samuel Ibok