Discipled Lords
Just like a day fading away
So the presumed long night passed away
Giving way for another sunny day
Brightening up faces with smiling rays
The journey was of soldiers fold
Who marched the streets and homes
Of great and small strong holds
To serve the nation of our own
The sun shined on them
The rain fell on them
The wind blew on them
The waves and tides beat them
All they wanted was to live out
The true words of their anthem sounds
To give their all to service and humility pounds
And to disciple lords in crystal crowns
Though it may seem a minor journey
But the experience is worth the bliss
Of thousands of years in service
Heralding unity in diversity
So we all made our paths
Leaving behind unfading marks
That once in our lifetime
We served the country of our right
Go! True comrades of the society
Fly high and aim beyond the sky
Cos the smiles you have left behind
Will affirm the story of your fight
For those who never had the time
To impart others with what you have inside
Remember you may not have another time
As such to shine a light in others lives
So on this journey back home
Back to the very things we wish to hold
Know this: your service moves
Has just taken another route
Go and grace the world
Go and define your world
Go and disciple more lords
That will serve us all.
About this poem
The National Youth Service Corps Scheme in Nigeria. Where young graduates are sent to various locations in the country for a compulsory one year humanitarian service. Their challenges, expectations and impacts.
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Written on April 07, 2017
Submitted by sokarimarus on September 12, 2022
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,309 |
Words | 264 |
Stanzas | 10 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
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