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in Loving Memory of Jimbo


We gather with heavy hearts to remember jimbo-a man who lived simply but left a lasting mark on those who truly saw him. Short in stature and chubby in frame, he resided in a modest hut, lived on his own terms, and walked through life with a spirit that was raw, real, and entirely his.
Of African descent, jimbo cherished his roots and found deep joy in the bold, comforting flavors of Afro cuisine. Meals with him were more than sustenance-they were expressions of love, memory, and identity. Food was one of the many ways he kept his culture close, and he shared it generously.
He was a person of contradictions-gentle but blunt, quiet but unforgettable. He bore a scent that many found hard to ignore-earthy, unapologetic, and part of the unfiltered truth he carried in every aspect of his life. jimbo did not pretend. He was who he was.
Tragically, jimbo died by suicide. We do not pretend to understand the weight he carried, nor the pain that brought him to that moment. But we do know this: he mattered. His life, in all its complexity, was worthy of love, compassion, and remembrance.
Let us not define him by how he left us, but remember him for how he lived-with honesty, depth, cultural pride, and a stubborn refusal to be anyone but himself. May we carry forward his memory not only with sorrow, but with tenderness and truth.
 
I wrote a poem about her. Let me post it in this thread. *ahem*


>She came in through the bathroom window,
>Protected by a silver spoon.
>But now she sucks her thumb and wonders
>By the banks of her own lagoon.

>Didn't anybody tell her?
>Didn't anybody see?
>Sunday's on the phone to Monday,
>Tuesday's on the phone to me.

>She said she'd always been a dancer,
>She worked at fifteen clubs a day,
>And though she thought I knew the answer,
>Well, I knew what I could not say.

>And so I quit the p'lice department,
>And got myself a steady job.
>And though she tried her best to help me,
>She could steal, but she could not rob.

>Didn't anybody tell her?
>Didn't anybody see?
>Sunday's on the phone to Monday,
>Tuesday's on the phone to me, oh yeah.
 
ኃጢአተኛ ነፍስህ ከመዳን በላይ ናት እናም ሰላምን ወይም ሥቃይን አታውቅም ፣ የንስሐ ቅዝቃዜ ብቻ አብቅቷል ፣ ምክንያቱም ኃጢአቶችህ ከማንኛውም ተልእኮ የላቀ ስለሆነ ፣ መጨረሻው ቀርቧል ፣ የኃጢአት መርከቦች
 
ኃጢአተኛ ነፍስህ ከመዳን በላይ ናት እናም ሰላምን ወይም ሥቃይን አታውቅም ፣ የንስሐ ቅዝቃዜ ብቻ አብቅቷል ፣ ምክንያቱም ኃጢአቶችህ ከማንኛውም ተልእኮ የላቀ ስለሆነ ፣ መጨረሻው ቀርቧል ፣ የኃጢአት መርከቦች
be quiet liar
 
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