"Pain to come of age"
At first, it sweetened your
soul.
Rise your emotions
Like the sun dough not
everlasting as it's.
A round ring process continually till death.
To the yet touched flowers
It pains with sugary
sweetness.
Then you begin to speak in the languages of come of age
Continually,
Until examination day!
This you mustn't fail
This you must pass
So, read to imbibe the needful as needed
To clone all you imbibed in another form of same type.
Then, the pain to success
has being gained
With come of age distinctions!
Oluseyi
2015
ABOUT THE POET
Oluseyi is a prolific playwright and poet, but seems to have found his purest voice as an autobiographer. Jos: Memories is a memoir of stunning beauty, and humor. It also painted the societal illnesses in the Jos of his childhood.
Oluseyi was quick to know the history of Nigeria at age six through Alh. A.A Aliyu, his guardian, who taught him about the bright and dim past.... Different cultures, religions, and languages mingled freely in the Jos of his childhood. He was an obdurate bright kid-- Never ready to say 'never', but always ready to get into troubles. ( For more, keep in touch.)
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Crying. ... This Poem is so so On point.....
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Thanks for the comments.... It's I, Oluseyi
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