I sat at a bus-stop along Aba road, soaking in the music the of Port Harcourt evening.
“Bored ?”
I turned to see a man in a well tailored black native fiddling with a silver coin.
His afro was dark and trim at the edges.


“Yeah. There’s not much to see here.” I said, chuckling as a man in yellow suit walked by.
“Oh there is.” The man in black replied.
“Heads or tails?” He asked, tossing the coin. I sighed.
This was another well dressed PH mumu. “Tails” I said.
He stood up and walked a little away from where we sat.
There, the dropped the coin and came back to
sit,
walking like he had all the time in the world. “in omnibus est alveare gratias” he said.
Meaning ?
Immediately, I heard a shout.


A child had stopped to pick up the coin.
His scared mother had shouted at him, distracting a driver speeding by.
He saw the blind old woman crossing the road and swerved sharply to avoid them, ramming the car into the man in the yellow suit.
Passers-by gathered to help out, screaming.
But it was too late. The impact had smashed his head.
I was shaken.
“Who are you ?” “Death.”
He turned and stretched a hand for a handshake. I hesitated.


“I get that a lot” he said, withdrawing his hand. “Not many people ever want to be friends”
“I can only imagine why.” I said.
“You’re not judging are you ?” He pulled another silver coin from his pocket.
“You just ended a man!” I shouted. “You kill people”
“You humans must be the most ungrateful bunch ever. Always complaining.”
“Forgive us if we’re not especially grateful that you finish us off one by one.”
“You didn’t complain when it was Pharoah” Ouch.
“I still remember you all rejoicing when it was Herod, forgetting me in the mix.”


“Its not exactly true”
“You only remember to curse when it hits close to home.”
“But why can’t you take only the bad ?”
“I don’t make the rules, Shaddie. In omnibus est alveare gratias”
That phrase again.
“What does that even mean ?’
There was sudden commotion where the accident had happened.
As they helped his body into a car, they had discovered a gun and the picture of a man on his body.
“Did you know about this ?” I turned to ask. But he was gone.


I sat down quietly and picked up the silver coin. Etched on it were the words,
IN OMNIBUS GRATIAS

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