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"lafiya" poems
LIFE Life is like a journey on a train... with its stations... with changes of routes... and with accidents ! We board this train when we are born and our parents are the ones who get our ticket. We believe they will always travel on this train with us. However, at some station our parents will get off the train, leaving us alone on this journey. As time goes by, other passengers will board the train, many of whom will be significant - our siblings, friends, children, and even the love of our life. Many will get off during the journey and leave a permanent vacuum in our lives. Many will go so unnoticed that we won't even know when they vacated their seats and got off the train ! This train ride will be full of joy, sorrow, fantasy, expectations, hellos, good-byes, and farewells. A good journey is helping, loving, having a good relationship with all co passengers... and making sure that we give our best to make their journey comfortable. The mystery of this fabulous journey is ; We do not know at which station we ourselves are going to get off. So, we must live in the best way - adjust, forget, forgive, and offer the best of what we have. It is important to do this because when the time comes for us to leave our seat... we should leave behind beautiful memories for those who will continue to travel on the train of life. Thank you for being one of the passengers on my train ! Have a very pleasant journey of life.........! A sha ruwa lafiya.
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Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 6:53 PM UTC
olanrewaju-oluwayomi
LIFE
LIFE Life is like a journey on a train... with its stations... with changes of routes... and with accidents ! We board this train when we are born and our parents are the ones who get our ticket. We believe they will always travel on this train with us. However, at some station our parents will get off the train, leaving us alone on this journey. As time goes by, other passengers will board the train, many of whom will be significant - our siblings, friends, children, and even the love of our life. Many will get off during the journey and leave a permanent vacuum in our lives. Many will go so unnoticed that we won't even know when they vacated their seats and got off the train ! This train ride will be full of joy, sorrow, fantasy, expectations, hellos, good-byes, and farewells. A good journey is helping, loving, having a good relationship with all co passengers... and making sure that we give our best to make their journey comfortable. The mystery of this fabulous journey is ; We do not know at which station we ourselves are going to get off. So, we must live in the best way - adjust, forget, forgive, and offer the best of what we have. It is important to do this because when the time comes for us to leave our seat... we should leave behind beautiful memories for those who will continue to travel on the train of life. Thank you for being one of the passengers on my train ! Have a very pleasant journey of life.........! A sha ruwa lafiya.
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Boko Haram is coming! The wolves are at the door. Buzzards have gathered to pick at The carcass of war. See drones in the sky Against half of a yellow sun. Climb into the tank And we'll play Big Soldier Gun. Far-flung fighters Trapped inside Garrison towns. One misstep away from where they cannot hide. Lafiya Dole! Lafiya Dole! Peace by force. Give your food and water To the troops, of course. Besides all the kids Have shrapnel belly. A fresh scar on a story Old and tired. Things fall apart, Mr. Brown, So check the "sell by" date. Our liberation is all but expired.
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Dec 23, 2019
Dec 23, 2019 at 5:50 PM UTC
Carlo-C-Gomez
Nigerian Camp Song
Boko Haram is coming! The wolves are at the door. Buzzards have gathered to pick at The carcass of war. See drones in the sky Against half of a yellow sun. Climb into the tank And we'll play Big Soldier Gun. Far-flung fighters Trapped inside Garrison towns. One misstep away from where they cannot hide. Lafiya Dole! Lafiya Dole! Peace by force. Give your food and water To the troops, of course. Besides all the kids Have shrapnel belly. A fresh scar on a story Old and tired. Things fall apart, Mr. Brown, So check the "sell by" date. Our liberation is all but expired.
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