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PERSERVERANCE BREEDS SUCCESS
Jss One was an insult, I cried
Like time should hit full stop,
My breakfast was sweet without
Salt,
My parents tasted like this evil
Citrus,
I continued to hide like Air Force
Was only for my seniors.
Jss Two arrived with the wind called
Releave
I began to breath as an aspiring king
Now I believe the race would definitely
Finish.
Jss Three was the mighty season
Everyday had a sweet beginning
Suddenly the queen became pretty
As boys begin to fill big,
Every Sunday I was in the dining hall
To clean wasted beans,
The brown Khaki now fits my tiny skin.
Never did I forget the mighty JSCE.
Ss1, trousers became the big deal,
I was also a victim for every ss3's
Laundry,
Morning duty was almost ending,
Up keep of the latrine was attached to
Me.
Inter house games had huge meaning
These was the day to show all my special
Skills
And entice that pretty queen,
As we stroll through freedom tree
Dangling the box room's key,
My sunday wear now had this profound whitish Glimpse.
At ss2, I became a commissioned officer
I began to predict the whether,
Even during holidays, I dreamt of returning
To my headquarters,
In Jaguar I had two lockers.
In Dornier my friends sent invites for
Dinner
Alpha wasn't my regular signal,
She whipped me in basketball finals.
I measured my days and wised there
Could be an alternative taste
But JPE was the key to unlock ss3 dreams.
Been a finalist was like magic
Today I float on the atlantic
As I scream 'ONE BOY'
The hostel begins to panic
Ariku becomes my transit
I trained this special team of bandits
So I had a contraband producing factory.
The days now had wings
Time flew without traffic.
My ink recollect's like she was a five
Minutes conference meeting,
Many couldn't climb this Iroko
For sex seasons.
Today, am not only an ALUMNI
But an harden fresh corrosive lime
Ready to swim under river Nile's eye.
AFCS is high in the sky
With the flying colors that now
Leave in my life.
KEYWORDS:
Jss_ junior secondary
SS: Senior secondary
Jsce: Junior secondary certificate examination
Jpe: Joint promotion examination.
Ariku: A small town in Iwo,Ibadan,Nigeria.
Khaki: A thick brown material
AFCS: Air Force Comprehensive School.
HABIB AKEWUSOLA.
I live in the heavenly realm of the Gods
I dance on the soft shining moon
My eternal beauty shines enticingly
From my eyes so very blue...
Like a sweet angel caressing the gentle breeze
Streaking the water silver
I am the best of dark and night
That meets within my arms
The stars that dwell in my hair
Groups like violet flowers
I am a visitor from distant land
Hidden, secluded and forbidden
To this place between two worlds
Abundant with tireless beauty
My hand plays music with ripples
As I view myself amid the soft moonlight beams
That touches my soft skin and dewy wings
The solitude of this mystic haven
Burning with incense as flowers kiss
Wind creates sweet magic
As it touches my fragrant tresses
The lotus buds open wide
As my name is mentioned
Receiving my divine beauty
The Gods from above watch
Divinity taking form
I gently kiss my reflection
Melting into the dark
*Apsara-A Hindu Nymph with magical powers
__ Tahera Mannan
For Constance’s ‘Reflection’ contest.
Oh Michelangelo the high master.
Your marble masterpiece.
In sweet Florence resides.
Beneath the great red dome thou liest.
See how the Son of the most High.
Died for all of us.
And fallen, rested in the caring arms.
Of the Magdalene and the Holy mother.
Your face is seen beneath the hood.
Of Nicodemus, a man of great good.
Yet unsatisfied with less than perfection.
You smashed apart your deposition.
And left eight years hard work behind.
But fate would surely not allow.
This majestic scene to remain unfinished.
And even though you did not return to it.
God willed that completed it would be.
A tribute to the sacrifice of His beloved Son.
A tribute to your genius.
Resting in the bowels of sweet Firenze.
The Athens of the middle ages.
Through which the swift Arno flows.