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Life Of A Graduate – A Poem By OJIEH CHUKS THOMAS



B.Sc in the bag but i’m lost in my own thought πŸ™
I try to place my mind on the things that really matter, but,… πŸ™
…the focus isn’t just there, I keep going in circles πŸ™
Wandering round & round like lost bubbles πŸ™

This Man just attained the calling of a Certified G, G as in Graduate πŸ™
He’s supposed to feel proud of this, cos it feels great πŸ™
But the truth is, in a world where diamonds are placed at the feet of Kings πŸ™
That title becomes more of a joke than reality from the look of things πŸ™

CV upon CV, resumΓ© upon resumΓ©, Job counts upon Job counts πŸ™
How the Hell is he going to cope with this, without gassing out πŸ™
Prior to this, is the call of duty, the call of serving his Fatherland πŸ™
NYSC they call it, he can only hope for the best, else he’ll look for a “Greener Land” πŸ™

By a “Greener Land” he means Europe or America πŸ™
He wouldn’t mind getting there at all cost, through the pacific or through Libya πŸ™
You ask, why take such a dreadful risk? He yells at you: “Give me a damn job”!!! πŸ™
A good job is all a Graduate asks for, he wants to join the working club! πŸ™

But what do they provide for the Graduate? Nothing but empty promises πŸ™
Promises pervasive enough to furniture a 5 star premises πŸ™
He laughs, well he hears new leaders will be elected in 2019 πŸ™
He laughs again! New leaders? Or New looters? Same old routine!!! πŸ™

The Graduate will indeed serve his Fatherland during elections πŸ™
Politicians will come with fat envelopes enticing him to manipulate the electorate’s decisions πŸ™
The Graduate questions himself: “Should i do this?” Bloody yeah! All i recieve is N19,800 πŸ™
He then agrees, multiplies ballot papers, turning things around for sycophancy’s sake, acting the devil’s advocate πŸ™

When all is said and done, the same looters emerge winners πŸ™
Though fat pay in his pocket, the Graduate doesnt feel proud; He becomes the real looser πŸ™
NYSC done & dusted, He goes back home feeling despondent πŸ™
No job, No money, No pride, No support. He becomes a Graduate with no intent πŸ™

Out of the blues, like one who strikes Gold, He accidentally meets his old dreadlock Friends πŸ™
Wearing Gold chains and wrist watches, driving expensive Benz πŸ™
He felt so stunned at seeing his “witless” 3rd Class coursemates πŸ™
The same guys he told in class “When it comes to Media Law, we aren’t mates” πŸ™

Still feeling stunned, he wondered; “how the hell did they rapidly get rich” πŸ™
He wondered & pondered with a fake smile, he whispered regretfully: “Life is a b tch”πŸ™
They scorned him, said he wore rags, called him a bookworm with no Money πŸ™
He said to them, whatever you guys did to get rich, I swear, im in!!! πŸ™

The words, “Im In” echoed!! In a matter of weeks he became a top Fraudster πŸ™
He was fortified diabolically, making female sacrifices and eating excreta πŸ™
He became affluent, wealthy and influential. Indeed, he was a Lord in BTC πŸ™
EFCC bowed, SARS became his slave. He blessed them daily with huge package tips πŸ™

“Where was i all this while”, he thought. He was “stinkingly rich”, living his dreams πŸ™
He acquired lands and properties, bought cars; a plethora of luxuries πŸ™
Assurance became his nickname, cos he got the Girl of every Man’s heart desire πŸ™
Little did he know that his wealth had a time frame, his riches in no time, were going to expire πŸ™

Gradually, he withered like a tree lacking water and photosynthesis πŸ™
His wealth began to fade, his friends deserted him as he plunged into crisis πŸ™
Like a decomposed animal, His life was on the line. He was at the point of death πŸ™
As he drew his last breath, he said with tears: “Had i known i would haved looked onto God, the creator of wealth” πŸ™

Dear Graduates, this is an eye opener. I hope this doesn’t become our story πŸ™
A Graduate with no patience will only achieve vain glory πŸ™
Being a Graduate with a certificate is good but not good enough, we need skills πŸ™
Above all, we need God, the blesser of Men. The one who askes for no bills πŸ™


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  1. I love this, very wonderful. Keep the good work up!

  2. Proud of you chuks….

  3. This is fantastic,,, keep it up….more grace upon u chuks

  4. Dear Ojeih, I must commend this effort. You have with words explored depths. I hope we all take to the pieces of advice there encrypted. More power to your elbow.

  5. Chucks…the radio’s finest. This is a nice one. Will definitely share this on air today during my program. Well done bro. More juice to your elbow.

  6. Forget it , this message is coming from your OG, your legal adviser…. you are good, just forget it and go to heaven and enjoy eternity even if I am abit skeptical about it…
    It’s imperative we know what is at stake in our life, we will not Kowtow in their Powwow

    Don’t relent…. keep the good works up, and keep creating awareness…

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