it was exactly at 22 minutes past 12 midnight on the early morning of 22nd January 2021 when he left us. The last time I saw him was exactly a year ago. COVID-19 separated us and has taken him away. How very terrible!
To take away my friend, my brother and my best colleague
Who was with me at my highest and lowest
Even prepared to sacrifice a bit of his reputation for my sake.
The times we walked, drove or bused it together to the pub for his pint of Pedigree and for mine of Stella Artois.
COVID-19 denied us and me the one thing that was such a eventful for us both.
What a cruel virus separating us to the end!
Even to deny me the wish to be by his deathbed!
Even that!
My consolation, however, is in 1 Cor 15:55
Knowing that my friend is at rest; 
my brother is gone home to be with his maker,
To rest and to be away from this cruel earth that succumbs to a mere virus
In peace forever even at our pain.
But 
DON’T LET THIS BE OUR FINAL SONG, MO.
We have faith that we will be together again one day.
https://youtu.be/ND4Sj7ZP2yk

Mo was such a wonderful person. He was generous and had time for others. Helping others came to him so naturally. He was my special friend whose company I was previleged to share and enjoy. It was my pleasure to know him through the Thornton Heath branch Labour Party when I came to live in Croydon in 1994. We attended meetings, events, canvassed as ordinary members and as officers of the party. He did this and spent his money just for the love of it and as a means of giving back to his community and society. He encouraged me to become a Councillor and kept me on my toes in a bid to play my part in the local community. He dedicated so much of his time for the Croydon Ethnic Minority Forum which sought to harness the skills and to ensure the full participation of members in the political and social affairs in Croydon. He was number one champion through his meticulous planning and execution of programmes of work for the group.It was so sad to see Mo leave the Labour Party due to certain internal and local injustices he suffered personally. Towards the end of his life we used to meet so infrequently as I now spent more time in my native Ghana and we were only able to spend moments together on my visits to Croydon. Fortunately we were able to chat a lot through social media from Ghana, India or Thornton Heath depending where we were from time to time. He was so interested in how I was getting on in Ghana. A visit to me in Ghana was forever on the cards until that became frustrated by the virus that took him away. My last WhatsApp chat with him was a wave from hime from  his deathbed at the Croydon University Hospital, a sad victim of COVID-19, the current and unpredictable menace to all the world.

May his soul rest in perfect peace as we await the final day when we will all be reunited again eternally!