Dear brother Fikre,

What language ? What words?
Can we express?
A big void you have left paralyzing numbness
we have not accepted your unplanned journey your
unplanned absence.

We already miss you... we need you, brother
express for us teach us all together
sense of desperation, searching for an answer
Explain to us the mystery of death......
You have the right word, you have the right verse

You are one brother we can not replace
One who really knew God
His unconditional love in each and every case
The breadth and the depth of His eternal mercy of
His eternal grace.

My brother Fikre, you have finished the race
you have touched so many you have made a
difference
You spoke of His mercy , of His amazing grace
His magnificent GRACE !
For the first time you will run out of words
I know when you see Him, when you look at His face.

Yours,
Fesseha Atlaw
September 7, 2004