ODE 'THE ANGELS ARE LISTENING' BY AJAKAYE RASHIDAT OLAMIDAYO.

Our Education has been designed by Prophets of opportunities,

we strongly hold holy graves of our forefathers,

even as we logically reason for more Striking Ideas.

Fishes who forget their faithful home limp to humane opportunist.

When you feel like hope is gone,

stroll into the hearts of Daddy Tunde Owolabi,

when the flood of Strike and Lockdown attempt to drown Lasuites,

we interprete the cloud in our best colour.

education isn't a rough race,

it is best described as the swiftness and patience of your mother's meal.

Even if Ligua franca crowned British an acrolect,

we the New Englishes drove the Artistic chase

from bascilect when we arrived,

running to mesolect after we hopefully fell,

paralect isn't just a circular or an angled goal,

it is reflective as a sphere.

Oh Mother of Faculties !

We promise to keep you warm as Ikogosi Warm Springs,

keep you safe from educational hazards,

and lighten you brighter than

the breaking news of COVID_19,

the Angels are listening.

AJAKAYE RASHIDAT OLAMIDAYO

STRIDA_ Striking Ideas.

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This poem is an appraisal of The Faculty of Education in Lagos State University. Ajakaye also praises the administrators, students of this faculty and also the English Department.