On the journey of a graduate
Country's length and breadth we came
With our uncultured manners
To learn from the pedagogy of truth
The wisdom to steer our country.
Journey so rough our feet peel
Learning so tough our heads ache
Some fell beyond help
Others helped each time they fell the sloppy hill of learning.
Like wolves, we howled so long
In the thick of the Journey
When the night grew so cold
And no comfort within sight.
Other time, like the eagles
We soared gleefully in the vast sky
Beating the winds with our youthful wings
To the sweetness of the sky blue hue.
Heroes and villains emerged amongst us
To give our play the bliss of a playwright
Whose thematic preoccupation
Last long in our crania.
Joy and sorrow mixed
As learning sun waned
Onus to fatherland called
Men and women of responsibility birthed...
To tread the heroic paths of our forebears
To pathfind new courses
Booning nation and her people
For common goals.
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