Fighting For My Stars
In the dark of night
My way leads up to class
Books and electronic lamp make my pack
To study I say
Or at least try
Before dawn, I arise
To the King I call
That I may get my daily bread
So fight I my battles
Or at least try
From the room,
To the old reservoir I rush
Not forgetting the bath queues to overcome
I must be punctual at lectures
Or at least try
Afternoon, I trudge
Faculty officer to dean
HOD to academic adviser
I must resolve other problems
Or at least try
Evening at Carver or NSLT
Praying the word
I eat my fill from His abundance
I renew strength
Or at least try
The chorus of faith
I sing with my mouth
Of it my words make melody
I live it with my life and sing of my heart
Or at least try
In all, I fear no hope
And dream, not really trusting any dream
For hope or dream or neither,
I am fighting for my stars.
Copyright © Theophilus Ekpa | Year Posted 2016
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