Imagine!

Imagine!

Imagine we all didn’t happen
Never getting this common denominator
And scattered around never without a crossed path

Imagine no Principal
No Adedeji to keep us in line
No Odusina to keep us on our toes
No Ewumi to let us know it’ll all be alright
Imagine us without those tough rules
Imagine us living carefree
Living high school life high on drugs

Imagine there were no crazy seniors
No Aloma, Okusaga nor Maam Tete to punish us hard
Imagine we living with no elder respect
Imagine us living Levi-free
And no such thing as offenders list

Imagine we had no Oye Otubanjo
Just a team without a captain
Just like an army with no commandant
Just like a tribe without a king 
Just like a man without face

Imagine no biology lectures
from the ever kind gboyega’s mum
Doctors Odusoga, Allinson, Sanni & Adeniji only able to imagine anatomy
From a lame man’s point of view
Or better still from a butcher’s shop
Imagine no PhyChemMath
Oladiran and Lawal only imagining engineering from a carpenter’s view
Imagine them not turning out as barristers
Bajo still hustling the white van 
Dare pimping the Ojuelegba streets
Being thrown in gaol for living thug life

Imagine no sports field
No AIONIAN nor inter-house sports
No ‘Jomale like Usain Bolt
And Muyi running with no goal
No Foluso with a dozen goals
Folarin and Mamora kicking horns in place of tennis
Right in the village square

Imagine no fab cliques
No Hardliners no Malady Boyz
Imagine us with no envy
From all the schools all around
Imagine no OLASS and AGGS
Giving us love cause of our green & white
With all dem girls vying and trying
To roll Willoughby’s style

Imagine school without ambition and dreams
Imagine Olamide not having flown in air Not flown the world over in a frenchman’s plane
And not dwell his home in the city of lights 
Imagine no Trade Engineers
And King Buddy in a dead end job
Imagine homeboy Tosh struggling
Trying to live bye a dollar a day job
No FirstRand just another nigga hustling

Imagine us all not come this far
Imagine us all living like scallywags
Like street urchins with no damn hope
Pushing shitty trucks at Ita-Osu for survival

It takes no imagination
To know we were truly blessed with JOGS!

-Jango
Started 23:54GMT 22nd Dec 2012
Finished 02:15GMT 23rd Dec 2012
Inspired by and dedicated to the group and school I spent 6 years of my life with

Jango can be reached via yemioduwole@yahoo.co.uk