The Unfolded Path
In pursuit of promise, he journeyed far,
A dual path of toil and academic star.
Leaving loved ones, a distant shore,
He braved new faces, some warm, others a bore.
Hostility's sting, he wouldn't endure,
Focus on friendly souls, his heart's allure.
Through want and need, he pressed on ahead,
Enticing pleasure, a siren he'd rather be dead.
Night's silence, his studies' sacred space,
Research and lessons, his waking pace.
"A purpose unknown, makes sleep a delight,"
He'd tell himself, through the dark of night.
His children's voices, a heartfelt refrain,
"Daddy, when?" "Soon," he'd say, in love's sweet strain.
Though absence pained, he'd endure the test,
For future's promise, his family's crest.
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Philip Abayomi Olorunfemi
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