*BEFORE YOU SAY: “IT IS NOT WORTH IT”*
Gazing at the blacks on my white leaf
For a voyage to the East; I had to leave
Why was it so hard I could believe?
But being a _“Call-up_ to duty
To the Hilltop; the _Coal City_
My way all from the _Pace-Setter_
Could it be other than my own _Letter_?
Encomium to the Lord for this given
As distant this, not as even heaven!
Till and after the hours next eleven
An encounter of a zigzagging flight
The daylight became a gloomy night
When the dusk was almost its dawn
A son of man famished up and down
Punctured the heart of my weary brawn
To and fro ply to no bearing an angle
Mapping our plight all thro' to Google
At last: welcome myself to _Awgu_
Mulling over the afore struggle;
This! an asylum for the beasts?
...Oh no! it is not worth it!
_Whari-heck-cum-wharis-this_
Was I yearning for what is dandy
Wanting to go back to mum and daddy
Un-lucky me, it is for now a tad tardy
They say: the weeks are of three
And we must double up in three(s)
Two-and-one (21) days are also three
For many a leaf make up a tree
Then I have my _Kay three-three_ (33k)
_Eeh You!_
_Last man!_
_Double up!_
_Everybody Squat down!_
The _cadets_ needed not to calm down
My legs wriggled Left-Right as is
And unable more to stand at ease
Still must I be alertly at attention
The cool ambiance was one of tension
After three elevens, FGN! what of pension?
My soul and flesh almost fainted
Wherein was all force _Regimented_
As I stood still for a while
You are all here to be agile
Go away! If you are fragile
Scorched: that as _Under the sun_
Mindless of whose daughter and son
Drenched: _And in the rain_ myself i mourn
I recall donning the shorts of white dress
What do we say to _Replace Hair-dress_
A loaf with the sugary browned-water
The sour taste of sweety condiments
The serially concocted honey beans
The softened stone-like “swallows”
The reddened yellowish porridges
A day to Monday _Oryza sativa_
Our “starvingly sumptuous sweetmeats”
_Passing Out_ of this “prison” of _Parade_
A recap of the _Unarmed Combat charade_
The phase of agility and _No Compromise_
_Self defense_ on a Street fight is as all fun and amazing
_Breaking the block_ of the _Pyramid,_ even on _Horse Riding_
Shortly, the world is _coronally_ falling _Viru-sick_
Getting a “pause” from the ravaging pandemic
Loss for the all, is the fiercely quickie-hooky
As hopefulness became jejune and emptied
was I still my way _allawee-d_ and salaried?
...had I not say it is not worth it...
When on my yearning to be more skilled
I met a chap namely the word _SA-ED_
Discovering the know-more of my creative self
A _Multipurpose_ one _Hall_ to better oneself
Did you hear me say now it is not worth it?
The experiences he somewhat garnered
The “tongue” she likely have added
The well crossed are their hurdles
Are all but our exceptional bundles
Worth not saying it is not worth it
Before you say it is not worth it
Eat then your cake and let’s have it
With you and me, I say: well is it
By the Supreme One: and so be it
Having still a talk to say beneath:
When the heart is aimlessly roaming
The emotion is of its ally:wandering
A _Youth_ got a “Consort” as _Service_ take-home
One who found his *alter ego* to his Rome?
can he then now boast it is not worth it?...
