ACETYLATED WRITINGS

Sisi Eko Brown skin girl, not choco Your smile is your logo With white dentition, like you won lotto Each day, you look fresh like a ripe cocoa It's natural, a beauty without photo Sisi Eko A woman in her prime Your touch as sweet as red wine Your smile as bright as the sunshine Leaving you will be as sour as lime I don't mind if loving you is a crime Sisi Eko Like a colicky abdominal pain That waxes and wanes My love for you should not be in vain This is not just mundane Love is battle, says Lil Wayne Sisi Eko Within a limited niche We can go to the beach On horses that move like 4G swift Digging the shore with their hooves With me at your back like a king Sisi Eko Our love is not blind In this city it's one of a kind Every morning of the day I want to wake up with you at my bay Without having to beg you to stay. - Acetyl, 2019

Today I get my MBBS After studying for years Amidst many sleepless nights And late night hunger cramps For a 270 units medical course Anatomy taught us bones structure Physiology emphasis on body function Medicine is a course of high honour After going through some hard torture With no rest like a day old fetus My colleagues will be my family Our struggles will be my memory Which are well carved in my diary Our love to heal is till eternity Caring for ourselves with no hard feelings We place our teachers in high esteem Who took us as child and not as apprentices From class to personal life teachings To be doctors with good clinical skills In px management and not just history taking All of the teachings we highly appreciate May we never be an ingrate May we observe the teachings of hippocrates Our fore father in medicine who is late May you go higher without delay My heart sober My brain tells it not to bother My colleagues who we ain't n

If we never get tired Of our struggle that has no bound And our hustle with hard labour Like a nulligravida in the labour ward We will soar higher in the green pasture If we never get tired Of the dreams yet to be achieved And the races we're yet to win Like ManU, the UK based team Eventually, we'll win some trophy If we never get tired Of the giant books which we read And the boring lectures which we attend Like a scholar, that wants to win an award Acing the exams will always be our reward If we never get tired Of the 7-9 work without delay And our family who left us astray Like a lost lullaby roaming the bay We may be rich like world richest Billgate If we never get tired Of the success yet to be achieved And the victory yet to be recorded Like a worm burrowing a hard rock The end may later become a water fall If we never get tired Of the friends who got us betrayed And our prayers, which are yet to be answered Like