A COLLECTION OF POEMS
EDUCATION
BY CLEARENCE HENRY
CLASS:SS1
Education is not a privilege
But a right
Because it’s
every child’s flight
So let’s
keep on the fire
Until we can acquire
The nation we desire
Education must be free
Let’s
join hands together to make it real
Free education is our campaign
Commercial education must be attain
We need education so our future we can maintain
--------------------------------------------------------------
COLLECTION OF DEAD
VOICES
BY AFOLAYAN MICHAEL
CLASS: SS 2
In the period of expansion
We partook in carrying of the cross
And when age of discovering takes place
We roll our power and strength, in one ball
And during the industrial revolution
Our report and struggling were not left behind
Striving and struggling just for
The liberty of this stage
Then comes 1967
Where bullets pairs flesh
Carving scar in hearts
And where mortals pound bones
Our souls were also donated
Which lead us to untimely death
But now, the few capitalized our people
Base on their selfishness
Our bones shall rise for amend
Let our songs echo through the sky
To the stars and to
the moon
For by this means we are saved
From the tragedy of darkness
-------------------------------------------------------------
BEFORE IT GO DARKER
I was told it was a light
Meant for the outshone illiteracy
To overthrow her ignorance
Gifted to mankind assigning development
Our golden jubilee has passed
But any atom of jubilation?
Seeing the light far from our imagination
And to hope of the few fading away
They said they are the peoples mind
Terminating the intentions of their aces
Hanging their races on an Hyperion tree
Watching their dreams farer than forever
A contemptible assurance
Yet too expensive than it valued
Rendering scholarship
Only to those in high places
Patriots frustrating their scholars
Unable to resist the small from the great
Taking lay down of bribery
I left over the fence stranded
We waved the sun goodbye
The stars not worth a substitute
In haste let rectify the moon
Before the world go darker
---------------------------------------------------
WHERE STORIES LIVE
BY BAKARE GANIYAT
CLASS: SS2
The sun finds no mood to shine
For there’s
no one to smile back
For the stomach sing songs
Of continuous hunger
In the naked street
Is where stories live
Stories of children begging for coin
Stories of man willing to commit suicide
As traffic obstruct the road to their progress
Stories of women marrying the tray
In the killing sun to hawk their goods
And when they adjourned the day job to another day
Their suffering gave them little instead of more
And kids cry out their eyes to their mother
For their fees and needs cannot be afforded
They become the street owners
Raping pockets to fund their need
At every break of dawn
Only the needy can explain how short or long a day is
For every passing sun
Always meet them in the street
Where stories live.
-------------------------------------------------------------------
SUCCESS
BY NDURUO MMESOMA
CLASS: SS2
I live in a country
Where there are two classifications of citizens
The wealthy and the paupers
Where success lives
with baboons
And paupers denied of education
And “Right” live no more.
----------------------------------------------------------------
EDUCATION IS THE KEY
BY PEACE .O.
ASUELIMEN
CLASS: SS2
Hard work elevates man
There may be no assistance whatsoever
There may be nobody to rely on
This makes one indolent
But man must work hard
You might be in affluent home
Rely not on your parent’s wealth
For what one does not suffer for does not last long
While durability lies on what one labours for
When you are in a wealthy position
Man will dignify you
But when the going becomes tough
Their back they turn
Education is just the light
It elevates one
It makes one a master
Be no idle
Just put on your strength
For tides and time waits for no man.
No comments:
Post a Comment