OSCA WOVEN WORDS COMPETITION – ADENIRAN OGOOLUWA JOSEPH

“Imagination gives birth to things unknown but the writer’s pen turns them into shapes and gives to them living breaths.”

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The 2018 OSCA WOVEN WORDS COMPETITION was organized by My Woven Words  and it was only for undergraduates of tertiary institutions in Osun State as approved by the ministry of education, Osun state. There were Terms and Conditions for contestants.

OSCA Woven Words Competition remains the “first-of-its-kind” and “one-of-its-kind” in Osun state, Nigeria. To avoid Conflicts of Interest, we reached out to a number of unbiased scholars in a university outside Osun State to assess the submitted manuscripts and select the best contestants. All the contestant got a certificate of participation and some of the submitted manuscripts were selected for online publication.

TOPIC: The Tenacity of Nigerian Youths in National Development and Leadership Roles.

WE ARE…

We are

the garden of seasonal hopes that

Holds smiles in between our chests

Like purple flowers full of productivity

Even though we are thrown into agony

Our mouth will never stop to speak in volume.

We are

Strong tenacity that creates space

In places block by wrong fingers of our leaders

And we still spell our roles by the potency of our names

Because we are young youth yawning for freedom

In a country where everyone speak the language of war.

We are

the sentence that clear the ellipsis of our leaders

Tending to make peace and build a strong holds

Because there is more to guns than bullets

Even though we never get rest at the end of a trigger

We will never speak in silence for it is cowardice!

We are

the language only the deaf understands

Because we only speak out what we feel not what we see

Then how do we attack the wrong actions of our leaders?

Even though we live in a country where nothing ends well

We still dive into the pain to fetch out the wrong doings.

We are

the definition of equality in equity

Where our smiles are kept inside a bag of rice

Which serves our ignorance with edible plight

until we become the country we dreamt about

We will never stop to write what is right!

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