The Demise Of A Beloved. A photo showing a lonely dejected man A visitor that is unwanted and loathed by anyone of sound mind. A strong Wind that brings even the mightiest of kings and queens down. The only thing that makes the rich and the poor equal.Death! And for some moment, i thought about everything and for once in my life i realized that nothing ever made sense. Yes, i dont mean that I've been understanding everything that happens, i know there's been time when i didn't know what to do and i couldn't explain a situation; but the good news is i didn't realize that i needed to understand a thing. But now i have to. And i know that come what may, i must make sense of this situation. But how am i to do so when the only person that made sense of everything in my life lacks? How am i even supposed to put everything together and make a move? No! It doesn't make sense. It's her image that i have known ever...