| Message | He always stressed humility and how important it was to respect every human being regardless of their socio-economic status. Coming from Africa; I was by myself for most of the time until I met Byron and he instantly took the role of my big brother and made sure he guided my every move and he showed me unconditional love. For this I have a tattoo of his name to my right upper arm that reads "FREE AT LAST" and a poem for him I wrote, it reads... Free AT LAsT (Written 4/14/06 @ 5:57AM) Many ways could never explain why you left- Many hours I simply sit and wonder how you went- Praying you truly went peacefully I shed a tear- Realizing you are no-longer here, I shut my eyes in fear- I can't be selfish and be mad at you for leaving-I can only respect you like I always did; scheming-scheming on how to accomplish your dream- Free you know I'm African and where I'm from success is the only option, failure is unacceptable-So you already know you will never be forgetten for I'm planning something special in your name when I am financial stable-Byron, remembering you tell me 5 days before you past away that you wouldn't give up makes me weep- But then again you are at a better place but the pain I feel hurts like a knife to the chest and it cut real deep-Rest in peace big brother...Rest in Peace Free, for you are now "FREE AT LAST. |