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I will be posting a bit of my 'piece'
peace!

In this world, am nothing but a passerby,
My years are counting, my days are numbered,
After my demise, for what shall I be remembered?
Will my footprints be on the sands of the earth?
Tell me, will I realize my dreams before my death?

Not gilded monument, gold or silver shall outlive this piece
For when am gone, am gone for good, am gone in peace
Gone from this ill-ridden, endangered & flawed world
But before then, for you lovers of my poem, I have a word;
Engrave my words in your heart, let it be a healing
I hope you get my word, I do hope you share in what am feeling

For I have spent my life the way I could
I have done all I was sent to do
My mistakes erased, my blunders removed
My shame is just but a sham
My pride is flawless, to the world; it rendered no harm.

For If I die, am not gone, I only transited
I live eternally in your hearts
Weep if you can, mock me if you will, praise me if you wish
If you weep not, my love for you liveth still, it rots not
Though, this world is chillingly cold; the grave will be agonizingly hot

For now, I remain a wanderer on the face of the earth
Searching for my promise land, searching for my destiny
They say, my destiny is in my hands, how come poor me still search
I Search for my destiny because it lives not in my hand
It lives in the hand of the superior being.
To him, my allegiance belongs, to him my life belongs
Even when am gone, we shall remain one.

You have no reason to cry for me after all
Because my esteem fall not, here and hereafter, it remains tall
Call kiths and kins, call friends and foes; Let the whole world gather
Dance and rejoice because I have gone into higher glory
To generations and generations, narrate my story
Play my favourite song, let music flow like river
For music is my ally, healer and teacher

Tell’em of a man of valour, a friend of all, enemy of none
Tell’em of a man who survived through the hustle and tussle of life
Tell’em of a man, who made it through against all odds
Tell’em of a man with a good heart and a solid faith
Tell’em all about me, leave nothing untold
Tell’em of my flaws; from it they can learn
Tell’em of my success and diplomacy; from it, good things they might earn.

The D-Day is here, a time to EXAMINe our AcTIONs; perhaps our perception
Heads buried in sheets, eyes scanned through mind-throbbing questions,
Without effort you could hear a pin-drop; the hall was as silent as a graveyard
Its silence was so intense that even a dumb could easily hear heartbeats
Profession-betrothed invigilators kept eagle’s eyes; their discipline fad
Some intelligent pens were busy running on white sheets
While some unfortunate ones melodiously tap desks incessantly

The questions were bulky, too much for the brains to bear
Time’s up! Pens up! Yelled a harsh feminine voice from the hall’s rear
Hysteria took charge as students rushed forward to get script submitted
Lips lamenting that the fingers would have done better, if only the hasty clock had permitted 

Dejectedly and abashed walked out some lot
With a deep sense of Fulfillment stepped out some sort
After exams is the after party, the DJ asked: “Are you ready to dig it?”
And before you can say Jack Robinson, every guy & chick threw caution into the wind & boogied   
With weird steps, excited feet stormed the dance floor; bodies gyrated in a stress-rid bid
Champagne pop-ups ensued blended with an awe-inspiring 9ja equivalent of hip-hop
Dudes & blondes danced like there is a gift for a winner; a trophy or cup!
Whether exam sucks or not, Naccosites still rocks!



(SECOND SEMESTER, FIRST YEAR EXAMS)

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By the way my name
is
Adebayo Smartfingers

Delay is not denial
Amid sturdy desire
Rooted within steep
Deep, leap’d emotions you
beep’d me, freaked I
creep’d across ‘oceans’
!Ring! Ring! Ring!
Peep’d at my phone, its you again! dis caus’d
a Slip-creak in my bone
Cos the stick of passion fell lame
With no fuel to feed its flame
Knowing its insane
The whole love thing
Will always rove to your gain
That’s the game; your focal aim
That’s why you are anxious
And silly me is so obnoxious
Of the fact that I will go ‘gaga’
When my eyeball doth behold
Your sumptuous, mouthwatering ‘adder’
And your sappy mouth will say ‘haba’
We can always wait!
This my floppy hear so much hate
Then, my crazy drive will get shatter’d !
But …, delay….is ….no…denial!

A poet, am i?
If you say i am; you're right
If you say am not; i won't put up a fight
Am just a 9ja guy trying to shine from my heart, a bright light
To wrong my rights and save the world with my 'might'.
Hey reader, your comment won't torment me!
Keep them flowing, it only keeps getting better!

A
SIMPLE
WAY
TO
DESTROY
YOURSELF
IS
TO
DECEIVE
YOURSELF
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