Ulla Gunter!
Months ago I dinned with friends
Including one, you would call a shy
All of a sudden on the fly.
They told me Ulla died.
A fiend of Tigray
So soon to go without saying goodbye,
But why oh why?
Was she tired on the street to shout and cry
No one bothers to hear and reply
I guess she choice in piece to lie
Rather than lead a life awry
Full of deceptions and mendacity
Whereby no one hopes to gain grace and integrity.
Rest in peace
Tigray’s mouthpiece!
Belay Ambelay