Hahaha..I laugh at my thoughts,
Thoughts of the past when I was a mere student,
A real flashback,
when I hadn't defined life...

Perhaps it was my foundation,
Words spoke louder than what I could possibly afford,
Every beginning has the darkest side,

And mine was at stake,
A teacher,who hated me for some reason took advantage of the time,
Magona,a geography teacher told me I was like a nursery kid,
There I was at the receiving end..

Those words plus made me who iam,
And still am pursuing those words,
l cherish the past that build the future,
But lam not certain of the future...