We Have Got Our Freedom

We have got our freedom
From the bondage of this citadel
In the decree of finical dons
The sunken voice of unbespoken gods

We have got our freedom
From faltering wile of this college
In the ungleamable murk of the nudged
The feigning gleamer of the darkened world

We have got our freedom
From the piss of this moldy mountain
In the poisoned hope of the freed grace
The ambivalence of dream, whether bright or dull

We have got our freedom
From bookish pall of floppy class
In the genius of masters that make and bar
The lesson curtailed, over to you to hurl

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poem by Bamidele Kogbe
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