Burning My Midnight Candle... Poem by Owoeye Taiwo Bisola

BURNING MY MIDNIGHT CANDLE..

Every night, I stay up just to feed my eyes on the scrawlings on my books,
Everyday, I sleep not just to feed my mind with knowledges from my books,
Knowledge is power, so I try to acquire it and utilize it to my advantage,
Every minute, I try to drink from the fountain of knowledge and wisdom,
Every hour, I glance through my books with leery eyes even when I'm depleted in strength.

Every night, I light up my midnight candle, it lit up my room with fiery flames,
Everyday, I wield the power of the flames to sudy the words on my pages,
Knowledge is strength, so I try to empower myself with it and harness it well,
Every minute, I watch the flame on the candle dancing and jolting with vigor,
Every hour, I desire to be like the fire on the candle, burning down after my flame is gone.

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POET: OWOEYE TAIWO BISOLA