Letter To Pac (Ii) Poem by David Oluwatobi Akinola

Pac,
You were a philosopher
You lived in the depths of solitude
You came up like a rose growing through concrete
You turned adversity into ambition,
You taught how to learn from others misfortunes
And to me, your death was a misfortune;
I learned to watch and cover my back
‘coz you never know the friends the fans and the foes
I learned to watch what flies out of my mouth
‘coz I don’t want to shot and make a tap of blood pour out of my mouth
I learned I could be loved by a thousand when I’m alive
But after my demise, I’d be loved by a million
Some would mourn a fallen star,
Some would mourn they never had a chat with me
Some would love me ‘coz cameras lie in front of them
Some would love me ‘coz I didn’t waste their bullets

Pac,
In the event of Kato’s demise
You mourned
But you taught that life goes on;
In the event of your demise
I mourned
But till date I know you died for a principle and a belief you lived for
Hip-hop feud isn’t done
‘coz after your demise, Kadafi, B.I.G and Proof are now dead and gone;
But to you I pour some liquor
But life goes on.
Makavelli,
Tupac Amaru Shakur,
R.I.P son
But life goes on.