Our School; A Place To Learn Poem by Olawale Owoeye

Our School; A Place To Learn

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With all your effort on me;
I'm still but a student

With those dry and wet heads
In those note turn for bingo,
I'm still a student

Of different interclass match
Puring inks on player's Jersey to strike me,
I'm still a student

With all your effort on me,
I'm still but a student
In our school

Our School; A Place To Learn
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is allegoric in a way that the surface meaning is about a school and the metaphorical meaning is about the World, how we learn in this earth, how people waste money on bets and games refers to as bingo in the poem, how human challenge human in this earth refers to as 'puring ink on player's Jersey to strike me' this line show how human use fetish and supernatural power of gods to strike themselves
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