Dear
Charles Wote Gordon,
By your passing on and others in journalism profession who have taken on the irrevocable journey, we learn lots of lessons, one being that we are, but a blowing wind.
Of all the opportunities that laid before you in life, you chose journalism, a profession that demands a lot yet with limited offers. You persevered it all.
You navigated the obstacles, the valleys, the mountains and floated above challenges to serve the people of South Sudan at a time freedom of the press is on trial trajectory. Your maneuverers made it all possible to thrive.
Like the dusk twilight, glowing so bright and feeling so warm, were your last moments, the community cherished your endeavours but the ugly tendrils of death snatched you away when the country needed most. Like a candle in a storm, you vanished and left a part dark, when the country needed contribution of your light to see the truth.
Your sudden departure and others before you, gives us a lesion that the light of journalism profession must keep glowing.
On a sad note, only at demise, a multitude showed up to receive your remains, yet a few endured the hardship you went through on your last days. I wish we visited you at the hospital, the way we received you at the airport when you were gone.
Friendship and love must be shown when we are still alive than in demise. Its better to count fiends at hospital bed than a mammoth at burial.
Your departure to eternity at Mulago Hospital in Kampala Uganda is another lesion that our leaders should pay keen attention to and alleviate. Its a call to our leaders that our own hospitals must be improved to serve citizens of every calibre.
Its financially and time demanding for a country to rely on another for medical services which at times is of agency and costly.
Of cause the underlaying factor here is the government must improve security for peace to prevail and attracts every sort of development, health services inclusive.
Many would love to travel and give their last respect to you, Charles, at your ancestral home in Western Equatoria state but due to bad roads and security concerns, they are unable to. Let God takes care of the rest.
Our heartfelt to the bereaved family, parental and siblings. Life, scientifically, is matter and religiously, is both physical and spiritual. In science, matter is never created nor destroyed, likewise, in Christ, we rise to eternity. So, Charles Wote has joined others who have gone to Christ’s abode.
Its high time the bereaved family offered love, support and respect to the widow and off-spring of late Charles, like never before.
We are so journers, who do not know when, but are aware that all must go, go same way, where Charles and others have gone. But till that moment comes, we must leave a print of good deeds for others to remember.
Charles, you are irreplaceable you in our hearts.
You are gone,
Gone forever.
God Protect South Sudan.
Be the Spectator