D S Ngashang, An Elegy

Across the length and breath Of humour land, None so far has touched hearts in A close interplay of service and humour like you did A gem is gone across the river But lives touched still evoke Subdued laughter in whispers Because laughter is gone with the Wind of eternity. Adieu! My friend Your theatrical jokes embraced by friends and foes Are ever living reminder's of the embers Of living humour that once graced these Shores, These dour friend less land. Though present no more, But entrenched in my heart and many also, the jokes, the humour, the mannerisms' all embodied In the One and Only Quintessential D. S. Ngashang