To stuff the brain,
Nearly busted my ears were
To hear the blowups,
Nearly busted veins i had had
To find safe havens,
Broken the legs had tended to be
To think of a year more,
I very nearly did call it really quit
To have the ticket got,
Certainly i had risked my good skin
To see I survived it,
I laud that very special grace of God
Surving the university days in a harsh and troubled zone. Not easy at all.
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Survival of the fitters! ! ! Muse of Nigeria. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.