The Old Must Die but the Young May Go: Eulogizing Mamadee Diakite


Simply Thinking Thoughts
In my thinking thoughts I was interrupted by news of the death of Mamadee Diakite, an illustrious young man of the Fourth Estate, and a law practitioner, who had proven himself among his colleagues. I did not know Mamadee and never met him but only usually pondered his talk show catch mantra, “Liberia is getting better”.

My choice to write a eulogy for a young man I have not met is due simply to the wave of lamentations that continues to unfold among young people in this country in recent time, especially of the Fourth Estate. From Lawrence Randall and Numennie Williams to Baysah Kollie and now Mamadee Diakite and the list could go on. Of course, I dare question the Master Jesus for He is the Omniscient.

You see, Mamadee’s death reminds me of a eulogy delivered at the Providence Baptist Church in the 80s. A colleague had completed his prestigious Maritime Studies and scheduled to return home when this very same grotesque hand of death laid heavily on him. The angst and agony which beheld our lot was unbearable as we wept openly and freely. In Rev. Reeves’ sermon, he lamented but consoled us that the three scores and ten (70 years to live) that the Lord prescribed were a given. He bluntly asserted, “When people get old and approaching 60 or 70, they are supposed to be getting ready to die because the old and senile must die and go to rest after labor.”

Howbeit, while the old are eligible and qualified to die, the ineligible and unqualified young may also die. In his sermon, themed, “The Old Must Die but the Young May Go,” Rev. Reeves asserted that we must remember that death, the messenger and indefatigable conveyor, is always lurked to break our hearts and test our faith by taking away the ones we love and depend on the most. He comes after the “breadwinners” and hardly the “bread consumers” as if to make us succumb to serve the Lord more or to suspect Him. He therefore takes us when we are not “ready” just to break our loved ones’ hearts.

Do you agree Mamadee would have loved to be alive to see this Liberia finally become better? Don’t you feel how Mamadee was looking up to the time for his children to grow up as productive citizens? Do you know he was anxious to see the end of the current Capitol Hill fracas, which he had followed so closely, and to see the inauguration of the next President of the Republic of Liberia in 2017? But you see, God is the final arbiter and the finisher of our course.

In reminisce of his service to our country, his voice during his short time here on earth, “Liberia is getting better,” will forever resonate and will be mimicry. Most of all, his tenacity to conceive a news medium, if implemented, will be his legacy. This legacy MUST be a portal for young people who aspire to productive community living.

Fellow citizens, as we weep, we cannot question the compassionate Savior; God forbid, but we can only ask Him to keep Mamadee safe till we meet again, for we know that on that Great Getting Up Morning, when the trumpet sounds and all shall be gathered, Mamadee will be given the opportunity he did not have, to finally see that “Liberia has gotten better.”

Mamadee’s sun has finally set so let us lament, but we must be consoled by the words of Isaac Watt, a 15th Century songwriter who wrote, “O God our help in ages past; our hope for years to come; our shelter from the stormy blast and our defense is sure.”

In the 5th stanza, Watt adroitly eulogizes death and soars into a more melancholy mood, “Time, like an ever rolling stream, soon bears all its sons away; they fly forgotten, as a dream dies at the opening day”

He then gives us hope and consoles us the bereaved by asking God to be our guide, “O God, our help in ages past, our hope for years to come; be thou our guide while life shall last, and our eternal home.”

Yes, let God be your guide, Fourth Estate and family, let God indeed be our guide while our life shall last.

Mamadee will be missed among his peers of the Fourth Estate and hundreds who craved to see the man behind the voice that heralded their day.

Well… Good Night Mamadee. May the compassionate Savior escort you safely into the bosom of Abraham. Good night and sleep well. Amen.
I am simply thinking thoughts.

About the author
The Rivercess man, Mwalimu-Mku Moses Blonkanjay Jackson is a triple Ivy League product, and a Jesuit protégé; Mr. Jackson is a Yale University Mathematics Curriculum Fellow, and a University of Pennsylvania Physics Curriculum Fellow. Mr. Jackson holds a Master of Education degree from Harvard University and a Master of Education with Secondary Mathematics concentration from Saint Joseph’s University. Blonkanjay diligently served the Government of Liberia for four years School Grant Coordinator and Assistant Minister for Teacher Education respectively and returned to private life.


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