Promise

Promise a Debt.

                                    It’s your promise

                                    That makes Mister and Miss.

                                    The tongue can give the goose to the mire

                                    And heaven to the dear,

                                    Forgetting the fact that tomorrow is near.

                                    And today is tomorrow;

                                    It pays to hope

                                    Because promise is a rope

University

University

An epitome of a universal city

A community with all human and spiritual reality:

A city somehow outskirt of hospitality

But to many a Haven for satisfaction and freedom

A visit will clarify the doubt that surrounds mans mind

As regard how natural and unusual humans behave and relate with nature

Right from the car park down to the Lecture Room-

One will see a whole lot of nature in display;

Is it the flora or the fauna?

Hence, considering the human interaction in this big city

One won’t be wrong to say that there’s a trace of universality

In all University.

However taking an in-dept look, we see stuff like:

The Black, White, Red and mixed

The married; engaged; dating and even the singles.

Also, young and old,

Daddies, mummies and the children,

Either; tall, short, fat or thin

And even the professed whole and those maimed

Others are the serious whores

Teasing brother and sister zealous

Indeed, discipline, determination and doggedness

Are key ingredients for survival on this City!

                                                                                   

Break-up.
A life at rest
Living and waiting
Waiting still kneeling
Wake-up!
It’s time for harvest
When will you break-up?

Tomorrow never comes
Yet you yearn
With nothing to earn
Many have built barns
Garnished with yams
Your couch warm;
With your palms
You’ll reap what you’ve sown

Success gotten on platter of gold tends to be abused.