Tribute to Steez

Around this time, last year, a young life came to a tragic end. In the flower of his youth, Steez closed his eyes forever in death. I look back now, just days past the anniversary of his death and wonder; "would the circle, be unbroken, bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye.."

It is hard to believe that Steez has sunk behind the horizons of life. That he will not rise in this life again. Short in stature, immense in worth, the young man trod life’s pathway with dignity and purpose. The boyish face, the steely radiance, the tenacious demeanour, the aura of confidence, all conspired to form what parents would be proud to call their own. He walked daily in the blinding lights of national stardom, as the future beckoned, unknowing it called him to an early grave.

The boy from Mahalapye’s dusty streets shone with the brightness of a star in a moonless night. Yet even as the clouds hugged his shoulders, and the admiration of his peers taunted his young heart with temptation; as pleasures fame brings lay arrayed before him; his feet remained firmly on the ground. His body was here, but his soul remained home.

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