Poetry

SONG OF A SOUL By Ajao

Written by Editor

If I don’t go home today
Don’t think I love school days.

Home called me some days ago.
Sometimes my nose smell of home
But I need to stay away from home
Because I have a long way to go.

My dad does tell me to visit home
He doesn’t know why I refuse to answer his call
He probably thinks its because of penury;
In our home we eat once in a day
That once might even be garri
The pauper’s odd feast
When there is nothing to eat.

If I don’t go home today
Don’t think I love school days.

What makes me stay
Will later be clear to you
My mum do shout; come home! Come home!
With emerging ocean on her eyes
Flowing like the tears of a new child
But like always, I confront the seas of plea with a valid premise
Because I don’t want my gold to fade.

If I don’t go home today
Don’t think I love school days.

All my friends now clamour for home
Where their three square meal is certain.
They eat diet,
They live in a country home
Where every gate holds the plate;
Beware of dogs.

If I don’t go home today
Don’t think I love school days.

Though, school might be sometimes stressful
But home is more painful
For we eat only once in a day
Even on a festival day.

If I don’t go home today
Don’t think I love school days.

The rich don’t have two heads
I want to work now
So, I would play later.
This Benz is for everybody not for them alone!
I know there will come a day
The world will proud of me.

If I don’t come home today
Don’t even think I love school days.

About the author

Editor

Bada Yusuf Amoo is the publisher of thespeakingheart.com. He started the website in 2015, he has published both his works and other budding writers and poets on the website. He is a public commentators and his articles are on different websites.

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