Songs of an Alumnus

Those days have gone

Right through the cool airs
Like a bird in dawns of a summer.

Sitting on a pavilion by the pitch
My heart fitted with echoes of colleagues;
And any sight of their dull bloom faces…
The joyful, sorrowful days become
Tainted thoughts!

Then I, left with nothing
But a wish of antiquity
To have them back
To correct the sins, celebrate the joyful days we had together,
And break the orgasm of being an alumnus.


Published by

Edrissa Ken-Joof

The author is a Ph.D. candidate majoring in Management at Yuan Ze University, College of Management, Taiwan. He has a master's degree in International Affairs and Security Management from Ming Chuan University, Taiwan and a bachelor's degree in Political Science and English from the University of The Gambia.

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