NYSC’S CALL PART 3 – BY EMMANUEL IKOROMASOMA

We were not called our names but

Our numbers, as the day ages, Alawi

the only sound that made sense,

Few days to go yet seems a decade

to us. Soon we will no longer hear the trumpet’s call, Corpers food is ready, and

we will no longer sleep in our minds.

But things never seized to unravel here

in Awgu camp. Hmm when a man says

yes, his Chi says yes too, but there was

a man whose Chi said Nay and that was Emma’s not me, Emmanuel is a tall

handsome boy admired by all. One

faithful day in parade ground his eyes

got imprisoned by a transparent short

which he tried resisting but his Chi said

Nay that was how I realized man has 3

legs the third usually the middle one.

Parade is now tensed and fierce

Our pains now oesophagus deep

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Nepotism the umbrella shading the sun

Girls now trade themselves in the

Great Market of P.P.A Posting

While men pay in cash and crash

They pay in cash, cheque and kind

Tell me why won’t they be favoured?

Indeed all animals are equal but there

are some that are more equal to the

others and these are girls. Oh, this is

almost 3 weeks without romance,

kiss or smooching. I still wonder what

would these guys do during their

P.P.A am sure they will forget, plantain

Is sweeter when it’s ripe, as they would no longer trace a ripe fruit from its attractive succulent color.

Climbing is now our hobby as it

Is the most frequent we do, while

going to toilet we climb, to the kitchen

we climb, to parade we also climb and

even to church And the result was a

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gross pain on our undefiled thighs. But

then their was one climbing whose result

was pregnancy and men eager to take a

climb. Drunkenness was Now an habit, as

the day zoomed by, Udeme and Linda

sank in bear Forgetting the regimented

nature of the Camp but when I saw their

beards lited with fire I decided to use

water to Wash mine to avoid embarrassment.

As the day passes by like wind

One of our greatest challenges

Was no longer sleep but sex

Our waist have become heavy

And their seem no way to discharge

Without committing the science

Instead, we commit the act itself.

On Friday at the buggles call

We all rushed down to the centre

But at 9, we heard a huge scream

Hieroglyphically written on the walls

Ough, ough, oh oh, ough ough

When the soldiers went lo lo

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It was the formidable act itself

The boy said nothing but the woman

screamed the devils work. But as the

Igbo’s will say, you do not kill a man

that says nothing, that was how she

carried National Youth Service over!.

Written by: Emmanuel Ikoromasoma

About Me

I am from Rivers State and a native of Okirika. I attended New Era Brilliant College Borikiri, graduated of Rivers State University Port Harcourt were i studied Office and Information Management. I did a certificate program in Uniport in the Department of Theatre and film Studies. I love writing, dancing, and sport. I fell in love with poetry in my secondary school days and ever since poetry has changed my life.

Contact Me

Mail: ikoromasomaemmanuel@yahoo.com

Phone Number: +2347063254607

 

Also Read:

NYSC’S CALL PART 1 – BY EMMANUEL IKOROMASOMA

NYSC’S CALL PART 2 – BY EMMANUEL IKOROMASOMA

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