We revel at the end of this tireless and seemingly timeless day
Fatigue later strolls in
Numbs our minds to rest further and further….
But a voice at night gently prods:
The night is short and fleeting like slippery time
Sooner than this day will end
Another shall soon begin
To unleash its unknown unknowns;
So relent not you weary travellers
Give in not to slumber all through the night
Awake and arise before the routine sun
The journey, in which you trudge, has not met its end
It further continues beyond this euphoric fog
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I really love this poem! I see it as symbolic of our nascent graduation out of OAU.
One of my favourite lines “The journey, in which you trudge, has not met its end”
Haha! Yes, you are right. 🙂
Nice and thoughtful
Beautifully written. It brings the thought of other adventures when one adventure finishes. Ofcourse, the idea of NLS comes to mind after spending 6 years in the cloistered walls of Ife Law. LOL.
You hit the nail on the head brother, yes you do.