LETTER TO THE SCHOOL.
I went there, but they know me not.
They clad their doors
Like snail streaming back to it shell.
The birds long the liveliness of the people,
The chairs sat with an aura of loneliness
The building echos for peace,
Yet no soul to teach.
Tears dropped from my salty base
While people grumbled through the lonely days.
Yet they sat with their snake tie
Sholving every dream on a try.
Three month of loneliness
Poured on me like a waterfall
As our opinions stuck with barrenness
For no one to pick our calls.
Àsu! Àsu!! Àsu!!!
For how long shall you fight
Come rain, come sun
Will you stick to your right
Besetting dreams like a lice?

I went there but they know me not.
The swaet of our work
The work of our fathers
The raging storm in our eyes
The happiness of our mother
The fight for our rights
The joy of our pen
And the aura of freedom
All stood like a crescent
Pointing to our end.
Àsu! Àsu!! Àsu!!!
For how long shall you fight
Come rain, come sun
Will you stick to your right
Besetting dreams like a lice?
I went there but they know me not.
With a letter to the school,
A letter of intimate secret,
A letter of memories of us
Undulating along in agony.
Contrition twines me like a snake,
Each time I jump upon the wake
Of our pain,
From the hungry town of my soul
To the angry city of my heart,
All clad with loneliness.
Have played my part
Round all educational paths
Thus, I wish they would act…

©A.O.STEPH

Derazy Ajah

Ajah Goodnews Chidera Socially known as Derazy Ajah is an aspiring student of Ebonyi State University, with the aim of studying law. An indigene of Ebonyi State, she has a soft spot for writing, which she started at age 12, "Writing is simply the way I put out my thoughts",she always say. Her love for writing led her to put down nice peice of works. She has written lots of beautiful works. She owns the blog site where she puts out her works. She is the future yet to be seen.

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