Sociologist Ken Ouko

Ken was well known,
Ouko was loved,
Ken, when he walked into class, his scent, an expensive perfume would have filled the hall beforehand,
He straddled confidently,
With a permanent smile,
A smile of knowing, of years of experience,
He looked younger than his age.

His voice would fill the whole 844 MPH hall,

His laughter, magnetic!

He wasn’t a fan of standing in one place lecturing,
He would pace everywhere…
at the back, middle, front, side and another side.

His lectures are unforgettable,
He was well-dressed, engaging, succinct, full of life.

Rest in power Ken Ouko