The Untold Story About Goldie's Death

Plenty rumours flying in the air. While no one knows for sure, what’s responsible for the death, last night, of Goldie, many have been speculating about the possible cause of the death of such a promising and seemingly healthy star.

Several industry sources say it is possible the singer suffered from Deep vein Thrombosis, resulting from pulmonary embolism – a sudden blockage of a lung artery which doctors say could be life-threatening. But no one close to the singer could confirm this. Sufferers generally avoid long flights, and sitting in the same position for long.

Goldie was on a 12 hour flight from the US to Lagos yesterday. Other causes being rumoured include Pneumonia and drug overdose. ‘Very far from possible’, one source who worked the the deceased singer for years told us minutes ago. Our source however admits it’s possible the singer had been battling an unknown illness. ‘I remember at least once when she had to go to the UK from treatment’, he says. ‘She did not say exactly what she was treated for, but she was away for some time’. ‘It’s possible it’s long flight fatigue’, one Goldie friend who did not want to be named told us, adding, ‘maybe she had some alcohol on board without light exercise. I saw a documentary on that before, that’s why I only drink juice and water on board’.

And those who witnessed the valentine’s day traffic in Lagos yesterday, say there’s a high possibility the chaos ruined any chances of getting to the hospital while she still had a chance of survival. A statement from her label confirmed that she was brought in dead. Meanwhile a poem circulating online, believed to have been penned by Goldie’s boyfriend Prezzo, is further fuelling speculation the singer may have had a health condition that may have led to her death. ‘God saw you were getting tired, and a cure was not meant to be’, the Kenyan who left for lagos immediately he heard of the shocking passing, wrote on facebook shortly after noon today.

‘God saw you were getting tired, and a cure was not meant to be. So he put his arms around you, and whispered come with me. With tearful eyes we watched you, as we saw you pass away. Although we love you deeply, we could not make you stay. Your golden heart stopped beating, hardworking hands at rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us he only takes the best’. Only when we sight a doctor’s report, or get details from her family or label, will we be sure what’s responsible for the tragic loss that has turned what would have been a valentine weekend into a weekend of gloom…