EDUCATION STRIDES

This education thing is like a gamble

It really needs students to humble

In hunger, their stomachs ramble

Not even water to gaggle 

Some say it's simple

But it's a struggle dealing with a pimple

Tiring and retiring no retreat

Food like a sacrament,

Showers after showers,

Rains and sundowner,

Strikes like sprinkles,

On and on to press

Learning is a dictator.

Education is a dictator

Though we hope to be a doctor

Strict is the minister

Teachers the strike master

Need to put on safe and thicker

And be a critical thinker

If I may mention Awino, her hard work that paid.

Toiling and thriving, rolling and rocking.

Library in and out, for a great outcome.

As opposed to Ajuma, raving and drinking,

Forgetting the promise, made after the cow.

Exams around the corner

You seat and dream to Conquer

Students now explore their skill

Lazybones now wish to steal

The release comes so early

The results we wait so dearly

An eraser does not rub lately,

As it leaves the dirt on the surface

The razor never sharpens at it was,

A clipboard is a forbidden,

As it hides brains.

Truly, education has become a twist

As the learner more than the learned