Ibitoye Omolayo Adelakun

I recall a time at the University Boys and girls thronging about the LT Impatiently waiting for Mr/Mrs/Miss Lecturer The lecture hour slowly drawing nearer Officious students so busy showing off You, indifferent to the pageantry and puff, Exhibiting calm at the diversity of personas Odd, sane, and weird individuals strangely Making meanings and opinions – silly Ones, not so silly ones and... Living their lives on the divide between blood and sand Alas! I looked out and saw hope for the future – I saw You! I mused over this, waiting for the madness to thaw Opening my knapsack reaching for my copy of A Walk in the Night. A commanding cough Diverted my attention. Mr/Mrs/Miss Lecturer had Entered into class with markers and a writing pad Looking askance, questions were asked; Answers were given. Slowly but surely, we were Killing time. Yay! Class is over!. “Bye Mr/Mrs/Miss Elejowewe” Until same time next week Nothing but fun will I seek!