Give my breast
Feed on
How glorious
Even the inglorious
But experiences shared
Just for a light to spark
Acquaintance of these facts
Turn around mindset
Even disposition to matters
Is somewhat distinct
A field of study
I desire myself to be
In the mind of the young
Filling the callowness of their stage
The desperation of their ignorance
For better, not to their detriment
A model desire I to be to them
So, I drop my principles
Swallow my phlegm
To teach them the script
The script of life
My rope I lay down
For them to climb
To creep like ants up the tree of life
Written by: Olaogun Abidemi Abiola
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
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