You All Deserves Some Accolades Poem by Raimi Babatunde

You All Deserves Some Accolades
Not all who runs wins
Not all who runs breasts the tape
Some get strained
Some gets disappointing
By conduct and content
Some crossed to the great divide
Inaj

Take your mind to a football final
The rigors of exercise
Sleepless nights
Mental and psychological stress
All part of the package for success

As academias
We have put our hands on the plough
We cannot go back
Not after the late nights
School and private tutorials
Because it surely will end in praise

Our private devotion
To this course
Will surely lead to public promotion
Personal and academic fulfillment
But you must keep your eyes on the ball

In the final half of an extra time
Fouls and dead balls increase
But the pain becomes inspiring
Merely by thinking of the possibility of success

You got here by discipline, focus and dedication
Just like African won the world cup
In the colours of France
You will graduate with honours
In the colours of Unilag

Never forget where you are
Be grateful for now
So that tomorrow will be great
Your present situation
Acadamic or otherwise
Is someone else' prayer point

It has been an honour
Having you as team mates
And striking partners
Under the leadership of visionaries
Keep your eyes on the ball
For only those who are broken
Finally becomes masters at mending

The colour is ox-blood
With a cap to fit
An academic scroll inclusive
With a paper called certificate
To validate your labour
As you climb the ladder of success
To the pinacle of your career

Asa word artist
This is my token of appreciation
To you all
For giving me your broad shoulders
So as not to be be object of tribulation

And to "Eledumare"
Jehovah "Over-do"
Jehovah "sabinus"
Thank you
Now it is fitting to say
Allahu Akbar
For when you thank Hin for his fingers
He will show you His Hands
And make the last lap great

You all are the real VIP's
And deserve some accolades
From the golden pen of an Author/Life Coach/Poet
For being a major part of my story