The Maiden Appointment Poem by Samuel A. Eyitayo

I woke up ruminating about it
Whether it is the expected
Or the experience of the past
Bitter to release
In the memory of the now
The belly to fill
The reason why it was sought
No other avenues
No other road
Sealed it seamed
Unhappy I was

Oh! The maiden appointment
The first hurdle to it – The interview
All lined up expecting the expected to happen
All have prepared for the unexpected
Facing the team of the chosen few
Sitting and giggling as if they know
But, must they know?
A guide at their hands
Majored they all in peeping
Before the throwing of their bombs

My heart kept pounding
Like the engine without oil
Full of pebbles and stones
Sweat flowing all over
From the head to all parts
Handerkerchief failed its master
Under the thick of the cold air
Right brushing to the right
And left brushing to the left
All filled with plenty water
More like a river from all sources

All eyes on me
For the first shot
Ready was I ready
Simple they were
That I thrashed them to it
Glad was I
Woofully some failed
The requirements were higher
The interview favoured not them
The place I got
The appointment I possessed
Right then

Samuel A. Eyitayo
1994