POEMS
FROM CLASS OF MILITARY AND POLITICS – POL4301 2008/2009 ACADEMIC SESSION
BY
FAIZAH TUKUR PATE
2009
DEPARTMENT OF POLITICAL SCIENCE, BAYERO UNIVERSITY, KANO NIGERIA
Contents
A Word of Praise and an Advice to my Colleagues 6
Introduction
The crisis of the University system touches every stakeholder. Only by varied and consistent as well as self-less efforts could arrest breakdown.
We cannot escape the fact that good students in the system must also intervene directly to make their contributions in correcting the distortions in the system.
But how far this can be done? Only by development of ideas is effective and affirmative intervention could be seen.
The author of this literary booklet has just as importantly tries to do what I encourage her set of students in teaching of political science with poetry dimension.
Yes! She had become an ICON in the Department of Political Science. Together with six other students they became a "Group of Seven", that had made the greatest and most wonderful WTO-Mock Summit i.e. WTO-Mock Summit 2009.
The author's role in Bayero University, Kano-Nigeria is not only in generating ideas for thought but also as a great social being.
This literary work in four different themes expresses her social and public as well as intellectual image.
M. M. Yusif
Military and Politics
In this fascinating course
Where in the jackbooks have been replaced by the soft-touch electronic keys
In this brooks of knowledge of military and politics, where we learn a striking difference in the hard armouny of the yore and hitch innovation that make blasts nice to watch
Blasts of bombs from above the sky and beneath the heavy rain of gunshots
Small children wailing and their faces wry
And from the ground assaults you have the guerrillas,
Doing the hit and runs
With the swiftness and silence of the higgless movement of the crocodile
Camouflaged and only an eye
Watching to get the prey…
Hmm… military and politics
Taught with such exuberance
Imparted with vibrance of
Spirit splendour of candour,
It's you I hail!
The post modern lecturer
Who is never a combatant
In the gery fields
Yet can teach me about a war
Where in these are many wars
What an elation I feel
Deep down my heart
The spirit of team work
That kept tinkling us to do more.
The fervence of working
Together which makes my
Memory of all of my fellows very fresh
The sweetness of it all
Is, we inspired each other
And so shall we continue to.
A Word of Praise and an Advice to my Colleagues
Encouragement is what you have given to us and it is the master of fear at first we had fear in our minds
But later we realized, that when a lemon is given to you, add a handful of Sugar to make it sweet
With your encouragement, we became the product and circumstances of our choice.
A person with courageous behaviour is able to bring change to the world, what we do and what we are capable of doing will solve our problem.
My fellow colleagues, we must learn to read, if we want to become leaders, we must be readers, because good leaders are good readers
Even if you don't read widely,
You should read wisely, not only in the field of studies or for the sake of exams but for the purpose of understanding.
In this postmodern era of globalization, it is only the educated that are free. Do not allow yourself to be like a football for the neo-colonialism and capitalism to play with.
Nobody can be responsible without knowledge, so acquire it, in the hard and only way, through the postmodern lecturer.
In every 60secs two thousand materials are produce for the sake of man's knowledge but the materials can take man 5 years to read, so it is your opportunity now, grab it at a free price.
Reading is an exercise, it makes out brains sharp not only in acquiring knowledge but wisdom, you can live a healthy life with knowledge and wisdom, so do not be lazy!!
You can imagine, how the postmodern lecturer has reformed SALIHI AHMAD ALIYU!!!
Be like the postmodern lecturer
M. M. Yusif, The independent researcher (M. M. Mukhtar), what about the political commissar (Riyauddeen), the guerilla theorist (Humble Muawiya), the GENERALS do not forget them
THE GEM (M. M. YUSIF)
In an ivory tower
There is a gem
So priceless
On whose mind is a bank
Of political science.
There are stores of logic
And theories Balkanized
In this big heart
M. M. Yusif
So terse a name
So nice a gem
He shot the game
It a lame
A predator dreaded
In my sense
The darkness in my head
Was turned an incense
Because of the gem!!!
Adieu! My teacher,
Bravo! My tutor,
Can you now see,
The mystery of time
And distance.
Now we can no longer chat together.
In the debate of say,
The mock summit
Whereas I am sure,
As bees to petals
Millions like me
Shall come to you
Sucking!
M. M. The theorist
He is special
He is a tutor.
I weep my heart
When I imagine
Not having you as I go on,
Another sojourn
Inn my battle
To build my life.
Goodbye my teacher
Adieu my tutor
Missing you my director
Farewell teacher!!!
SORRY
Whatever I do
Such as even smiling at you
I know it affects you
I am sorry is all I can say
When I offend my own world
Because, in it, I still torment it.
I run your rivers dry
I wither your most beautiful followers
Starving your fishes and
The buzzing bees
But, all, I do not know
I am sorry
I was not able to fix back trees,
I did say sorry when
I still offend you!!!
You serve me of your fruits,
You ignore my beauty,
With no clean shower,
You said I already
Have them all.
Despite all, I say sorry
For things that I have
Put you through,
All the times
You did not
Know what to do
I took a deep breath,
For your words, are your words
And then, I know I have them all
Whatever given contented
I'll and accepting I have
Been even with the rife
And fall of ignorance
I can not give lace, laurels,
Gold and diamond to you,
Still where ever I go,
You are there,
You'll never let me
Be on my own.
I offend you, when I offend
Myself, when I do not know
But forever, grateful,
I am.
I know, I always offend you,
And it always be to my
Detriment but,
Today, am sorry is the
Only seed I need to grow
On you.
For me to track on
That, path of forgiveness
With you!!!
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