The Vociferations of Victor(y) N.Y. Kayu

Have you ever thought about your funeral? Yes, you feeling a cold breeze sweeping over your body, feeling feelings that you have never felt before; feelings that come only once in a life time. Taking in your last breath, inhaling for the very last time, filling your lungs with the last air it will ever take in, and exhaling your last, your lungs releasing its last air. Then that is it, no way to take in some more air; your body just lying there, no air, no life, just dead. And boom!!! Arrangements for your funeral begin. I know it is morbid, I know it is unpleasant to even consider thinking about your funeral. Wish I could say some more things about this; I will just let you feed on a little something I came up with. I call it, MY FUNERAL . I was once made to understand that death is one of the greatest motivators. Let this be a source of motivation. Welcome to My Funeral That right there is not me What you are about to put in the grave is not me That is just a pile of dirt you

I go by many names. My father calls me Victor , my mother calls me Victory , and my siblings call me Vee . My surname is Kayu and I have two other names with the initials N. Y.; N for Nwiyoh and Y for Yubuenwa . Victory is my most popular name. You know how some men are; around my birth, my father overruled my mother's desire of making Victory the official name. Therefore, my father made Victor the official name. So, officially, I have four names. Used to enjoy the concept of nicknames, had a couple them over the years, but outgrew them as I grew. So I cannot boldly say I have nicknames, but if you go through my files and documents plus folders, you will see a number of nicknames I used to enjoy years passed. I would have loved to name some of them, but what good will come out of it? LOL.   I have lived long enough on this planet to have had experiences and opinions about certain aspects of life. I have had my fair share of experiences, I have learned from the experiences of