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Theatres of Spilt Dreams

Hey Guys. Here is a poem I wrote some months back about the universities being "theatres of spilt dreams". How prophetic! With the ASUU strike on inching towards the 90 day mark with no hope in sight, a lot of dreams are getting spilt. Read and mourn with me. :-(



Theatres of Spilt Dreams

Beyond the sphere of thoughts
Men dream
Yet the dreams of men have sunk beneath the black earth
Spilt by the crushing weight of brick walls

Wail ye, wail ye
The dreamer is emasculated
Where shall I sow my seed dreams?

The tower of ivory is a theatre of spilt dreams 
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