My People,

Today, we are not just mourning—we are celebrating a giant, a king, a brother whose impact cannot be measured in words—Mohammed Mustafa, the one we all knew and loved as Gobogunz Odogwu 1.

How do you say goodbye to someone whose presence was larger than life?

How do you honour a man who carried the heart of a lion, the soul of a warrior, and the smile of an angel?

Mohammed was more than a friend—he was family.

He stood for love, loyalty, laughter, and light.

He was the one you could call at any hour, and he would show up—no questions asked.

He gave without expecting, loved without limits, and lived with boldness.

We will miss the way he moved, the way he spoke, the way he made everyone feel seen, heard, and valued.

Odogwu no dey fall hand—never did, never could.

Though his voice is now silent, his legacy speaks louder than ever.

He has joined the ancestors, but he lives on in every heart he touched.

Rest easy, great one.

Your name will echo for generations.

Your story will never be forgotten.

Goodnight, Gobogunz.

Till we meet again.

Oye Akande