Kofi Derrick Agbesi

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In a world where uniforms bind, her spirit soared,
A longing deeper than mere attire, her heart implored.
She yearned to befriend the pencil's graceful glide,
To pen her dreams, unlock knowledge far and wide.
...

At that far end of her building site,

She notices one worker in particular.
...

The whole thing started in the city cafeteria
When they met at the counter to cut a drink.
Was she African? American? Many would ask and think.
But she reminded him of the Miss Planet in his old college magazine:
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Yesterday caught me in another world
When I strode down the kitchen to quench my hunger.
There I heard your mum, our mum yell out:
'Son, your sister gives you this. Give it a taste! '
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My late father once imparted to me,
As did my mother, echoing the decree,
'The son of a noble man, harbouring no harm,
The son of a faithful woman, a single blessed charm.
...

He scowls at the fat passenger as she steps in last.
Why should she delay his task with such elegant steps?
Where do gentility and patience fit in this toil?
He muses these queries silently,
...

In late December 2020, came our clarion call,
Brilliant minds, diverse plans, in unison we stood tall.
Petroleum's siren song beckoned, our daunting fate,
A historic 278, our department's highest enrollment rate.
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Kofi Derrick Agbesi Biography

Petroleum engineering student and writer.)

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Mummy's Dream, O' Lord Give Me Strength

In a world where uniforms bind, her spirit soared,
A longing deeper than mere attire, her heart implored.
She yearned to befriend the pencil's graceful glide,
To pen her dreams, unlock knowledge far and wide.

But alas, her times were cursed, misfortune her plight,
For her own fathers stifled her dreams with their might:
'Behold the boiling soup, soon you'll wed, ' they claimed,
'At sixteen, a woman, with Alhaji you'll be named.'

No savior appeared, no refuge to flee,
Those girls were sold, bound to abominable decree.
To wedded men thrice their age, they were bound,
Their dreams shattered, lost to time's ruthless sound.

The Alhajis came bearing treasures of gold and shells,
Their sweet words enchanting even the sternest of belles.
Parents, deceived by their masks of prosperity,
Blessed these unions, unaware of the girls' calamity.

Yet, today, I rejoice as those days bid farewell,
No more shall their dark shadows upon us dwell.
To those who fought, who shed their blood and cried,
Rest now in the arms of our Almighty guide.

'Grant her strength, ' my mother prays in silence,
'Run with the promise, my daughter, defy the tyrants.'
Equipped with the tools denied in her youth,
I vow to conquer, to dry her tears, to seek truth.

Now I beseech, in whispered plea, 'Grant me strength,
To face the trials, wrestle the challenges at length.'
For the dreams she yearned, shielded in her past,
I pursue them fiercely, bound by blood that will last.

With degrees held high, a testament to my endeavor,
But it is the intangible worth my soul shall treasure.
For in this pursuit lies my heart's sole concern,
And again, I pray, fervently, 'Grant me strength to discern.'

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Don't spend the rest of your life grieving about actions you wanted to take but couldn't, things you wanted to do or say but couldn't and goals left unaccomplished. These only recycle pain in your heart. Today is the greatest opportunity to make all the difference. Stand firm and do something new!

Let he who despises the refuse dump know that the mushroom that fed him grew there.

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