JUST SOMEWHERE THERE

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    This poem was composed in remembrance of what I passed through during my service year in the Eastern part of Nigeria. I never believed that some are still living in such manner in this 21st century. All the same, it is a nice experience and an opportunity to impact lives and affect destinies positively. It was service to humanity and to our fatherland.

    JUST SOMEWHERE THERE

    Just somewhere there

    A place never dreamt of

    Far in the south of the south

    In a place enveloped with mountains

    There located my habitation

     

    As if once upon a time

    The reality of told tales

    Moon light helps tell who’s there

    Tap water sounds rubbish

    All know one another even at night

     

    God’s calendar exists for all

    A year of living as thousands

    As if service will never end

    Selfless and endless sacrifice here

    Come to stay as companion

     

    Evil is here with us everyday

    Youths dying at prime

    Wick one dining uninvited

    50 years old man at a spot

    Yes, all we see in this place

     

    Church exist as if they are not

    Pastors could have concubines

    Twelve could pregnant here

    Fatherless are countless here

    Poverty embraced everyone in this place

     

    Cheating is the way of life

    Adultery and fornication norms

    From church to beer joint

    From rags to rags, but doesn’t matter

    Once we could get ‘hot’ drink

     

    Yes, where poor and the rich are alike

    Where the poor chose to remain poor

    The hopeless never make efforts

    Young girls struggle for sex

    And the men never satisfied

     

    Yes, we leave in shop-home

    Go miles in bush to release

    Bath in a thatched palm bathroom

    Where comfort doesn’t matter

    Here, selfless service is obvious

     

    We place our live on line

    Exposed to malaria and typhoid

    Eat carbon-hydrate unmixed

    Pile smiled and fever touched

    No hospital, poor clinic

     

    But yet joy fills our heart

    That we serve our fatherland

    We put service before self

    We speak, preach and evangelize

    We save souls, educate and counsel

     

    As if all to no avail

    But the impact was felt

    Yes, long later, gradual change

    Hope is brought, they can make it

    Things has fallen in lines

     

    The courageous, home we go

    Done the little we could

    Our service to humanity and unto God

    Peace of God we leave for them

    Not as the world gives as said

     

    Yes we shall see again

    Students, corps, meet again

    Where I don’t know, someday

    As we meet to part,

    Yet we part to meet again

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