You would plan to dip your head into the mouth of a tiger shark
And tell it not to cramp its teeth, else you will burst
its jowl.
You walk into the aperture of darkness with mouth filled
With the blood of words, equations and drawings
And hope some will penetrate your myelin.
You would spin yourself into a somnambulist and
Melt the night
into your eyes with candles and
Hope again that some will penetrate your myelin.
You would drag bare parties into a sack and
Encourage it to commit Fatalistic
suicide.
Then you owl, yelp and roar to the heavens
And request you don’t
want the darkness
To reappear in the mouth of the tiger shark.
FUTA is a university where exam is like a tiger shark
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