It came to me, a sudden blow,
A shock too deep, a heavy woe.
This loss has torn the tender air,
A heart so bright is no longer there.
This was not in our sacred talks,
Nor whispered dreams on winding walks.
Never did you hint, nor vow,
That you would take your final bow.
Evelyn Osagie, fierce and true,
A radiant light the world once knew.
A fearless voice, a rare, rare soul,
Whose craft brought life, whose words made whole.
She spoke of hope, she carried flame,
She lifted spirits in freedom’s name.
I still recall, in two-thousand sixteen,
Her courage stood tall, her fire serene.
Among the artists, bold and free,
She raised her voice in defense of me.
When justice faltered, she took her stand,
With fearless heart and open hand.
Our last deep talk, in twenty-four,
Dreams of poems and justice’s roar.
We dreamed of change through verse and song,
But fate has called your soul along.
Yet echoes linger, strong and clear,
Your courage sings, we still can hear.
In every fight, in every plea,
Your fire lives on, eternally.
So rest, dear bird, in heavens high,
Your gentle wings now grace the sky.
May God console, may strength abide,
For those you loved, who weep beside.
We’ll keep your flame, we’ll guard your name,
Through justice, freedom, truth’s bright claim.
Golden songbird, your spirit flies,
Beyond the silence, where hope never dies. 🌹✨
©Prince Adeola Goloba 2025
This poem reflects my deep grief over the sudden loss of a dear sister, colleague and friend in the Nigerian creative community, Evelyn Osagie, a fearless journalist and radiant soul whose voice championed justice and freedom. It honors her unwavering courage, her role in defending me during a difficult time, and the shared dreams we held for change through art and advocacy. Though her passing leaves a profound void, her spirit endures as a guiding light, inspiring us to keep her flame alive in the pursuit of truth, justice, and hope.
© Prince Adeola Goloba 2025
Photo Credit: Evelyn Osagie
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