Once A Rookie Bard Poem by Folayemi Akande

He knew this moment will come someday

But never knew would be the month of May

To measure his joy, need a deep drenched sky

Because not often does he feel this high

Each day of his life, an hour of poetry

He task so much, thinking of a story

Now his efforts has finally paid off

His writing has grown with much flowery buff

He writes with ease as if that's all to it

All along, Afflatus calls him to sit

Without a strain he is tranced into wordly realm

A chunk of time to help him reach the helm.