A Fresher`s Cry Poem by Mwansa Mulo

They make me feel like an 'infant adult'
weneva I pass they shout fresher.
Should I stop wondering about?
on that I can`t be good guesser.

Am only here to persue my studies
intense stress may call for pressure
but they work hard for parties
is knowledge found in parties?

Am alikening this to a child with a beared
I know that may sound odd
but thats how I find them to be weired
I pray for guidiance from the Lord.

I don`t want to be tuned in there kind
I have principals that hold my grounds
though their voices target my mind
my hearin sense will never get their sounds.