By Kelvin Esiasa
Oh Mr. President you walked among us. You joked with us and got upset with us.
My President how I wish you could listen to the songs of the bird of the Land, the Zambian people. How beautiful they sing and how sad they shout to God for comfort because you have gone without saying bye to them. Bye! Bye! Bye!
My President, the Zambians are singing song to comfort themselves because you have gone. They are singing ….. Singing…. Singing …Singing… Singing with sadness because you are gone.
Mr. President they are singing but you cannot respond because you are gone and we shall never see you again. They are singing sorrowful songs that tear our hearts apart with sadness.
Oh Mr. President, it’s sad to miss you. Your voice is playing in our hearts. Your voice Mr. President was our voice. It was the people’s voice. We laughed when you cracked jokes and spoke with power. When you spoke we listened and checked to see we were on the right path.
Oh my President, It’s sad to hear the news that you’re dead. No one seems to believe this news. It is sad to learn you are gone, so quickly. It’s so soon to see you crossing over to another land. The Promised Land. The Land of Love…the land of unity…the land of worship…the Land of Praise.
Oh my President we missed you at Golden Jubilee celebration. It was nice to see the flag of Zambia being mounted up in the sky. It was nice to see the Zambian flag being uplifted to show our new hope. It was nice to see people from all walks of life come in large numbers to celebrate Independence.
Oh my President it was nice. I could see the Zambian People dancing and blowing the vuvuzela, shouting, Jubilee! Jubilee! Jubilee!!!
Oh my President a new Zambia was born with new hope and determination. A new hope that will take us to great heights. New hope of Confidence and Love. New hope that we will make us more united than before.
Mr. President it was nice to see our KK walk and wave the Zambian. It was nice to see KK sing the National Anthem and encourage the Zambians to work hard.
Mr. President our joy was cut short when we were told that 26 people had died as they were trying to cross Lake Kariba to attend the Jubilee celebration.
Oh My President this was sad. Sad indeed.. It was sad Mr. President.
Mr. President. Our Jubilee celebration was not complete because we missed you. We were told you had gone to London for medical Checkup. We were sad not to see a marathon gathering. We wept quietly because you were not there. We were helpless because we could not do anything to bring back.
Oh my President people said that they were sad because you were not around to encourage the Zambians on how to go in the next 50 years. People wept quietly in their heart because they missed you.
Oh my President. How lovely you were when you walked among us in the corridors of Lusaka, Kitwe, Ndola, Solwezi, and Livingstone. Mr. President you walked with people from all walks of Life. Mr. President you walked with everyone. You loved your enemies and embraced everyone.
Oh Mr. President, how great it was to see you telling the Zambians how they should work hard and embraced the Country. Mr. President your joy, your talk, your love made us look to the future for blessing. You made us dream for a better Zambia.
Oh Mr. President I remember when you were elected as a President people celebrated. Young people walked on street shouting Pabwato. Young people jumping up and down because they had won an election. They were happy because they loved you and your victory was their passion.
Oh Mr. President you are gone…gone too soon. Mr. President you have gone without addressing us. You wanted to become President and you made your dream come true. You become President after a long struggle.
Oh my President you are gone. Oh My President we shall meet at resurrection. Oh Mr. President may your soul rest in peace…
Mr. Kelvin Esiasa – President for Zambian Society for Public Administration and Society for Family Business