Bakassi A-Two
One full year serving my father’s land…abi na mother’s land, and all i can remember is Bakassi Room A2.
Bakassi A-Two (NYSC/2010B)
There were eighteen bunks and forty-four heads
Forty-four educated persons who had grown beards
Some had got pride and others just acted wild
As they didn’t care for nothing, save their own hide.
The Muslims and the Christians met,
A unison was formed, one that was closely knit
But alas, there was someone always wanting trouble
Because of light or something very feeble
From different schools, there came different beings,
With different traits and different whims
There were the Abusites and the futites,
Dudes from east, south and some white boy with a moderate height
There were time keepers who kept the time
And were never late for a chance to dine
While some wouldn’t try cos they were inwardly shy
Or maybe not shy, but stupidly felt fly
Many tongues wagged, some faster than others
Even the one that sounded feminine in the midst of brothers
There were fast guys and those who acted slowly,
But even the slow ones were certainly not holy.
White and white was the corporate uniform
They all wore to hide their true form
Together they stood to fight a foreign enemy,
Divided they acted when the enemy was within
Some had big mouths, while others had swag
And those that were empty always wanted to brag
One of them asked me once
Who I was, or thought I really was?
I told him I was a Bakassi A-Two boy
Then I smiled, a smile very coy.
