Under The Spell Of Alcohol Poem by Adewale Ajakanri

I asked myself
Will i find more satisfaction once i complete the transition of becoming someone i feel i am supposed to be
Or will i realise the distraction of my real missions to become fully exposed to the idea of 'ME'


As the waves crash
The sword makes a gash
Action, Intention and submission were lies to our mission

The untold story is about to be told

I am that child my parent had suffered much on just to give me the best education
I started my early ages brightly
And my education background was bright
Years went and another life begins
Peer groups started having a say in my life and it had wrong impact on me

My days begin to end the very day i got silent on things that matters
I smoke, i drink Alcohol and i spend nights in b***hes room
Yes Peer_Groups was what i wanted
A free life
My parent warned me severally
The community warned
The pastors and imams warned me but i never listened
I was enjoying a free life of no good

It went for years and i was living a life under the spell of alcohol
I graduated from one of the best higher institution in the country
And then my parent are dreaming of getting the reward of what they had planted in me for years

I needed to serve my country
And i wanted it so deadly like other students
But i was still living under the spell of Alcohol
I registered online for the NYSC
My parent were happy and they see a vision of betterment in me in years to come
I got my call-up number only awaiting for my call-up letter to know where i am going to be posted
Still i was living under the spell of Alcohol
Finally i was posted to Akwa-Ibom
Happiness filled the face of my parent
I was happy but i know i might miss alcohol at the camp


Preparation for camp started going
I had all important things needed for the camp which is to open in a week time
I was still under the spell of alcohol
A day before camp, i invited my friends to come celebrate my departness
So we went to the big city to drink
We smoke, drink and dance away our joy
I was happy under the spell of alcohol
Little did i know i was planning for my funeral

It was 11: 45pm and i decided to drive back home
I was driving so fast under the spell of alcohol and my friends that would have cautioned where all under the spell of alcohol
Exactly at 11: 55pm we had a fatal accident
I cried out under the spell of Alcohol
Look at a poor boy his parent had suffered much on
A poor boy his parent are now getting ready to depend on for the rest of their life
A poor boy his parent had said in a year time they would sit and reap the fruit of their labor
Exactly 11: 59pm i stopped breathing and lost my life Under The Spell Of Alcohol....