Could this be the secret of the cold breeze?
Is this why you blew cold ice?
Did you speak silently and i failed to perceive?
Is this why you blew all night?

I am no Angel
But i know one when i see one
She was more than an Angel
She was and still is one of a kind and more

I know  a distant country
where Angels die young
That's the country i found myself in
A long sad song

I weep for you Akunyili
You were more than a woman
A goddess in disguise; a Lilly
Queen of the Savannah

Sleep in Peace...
Death has no friend