If I'd known then

So my ex-schoolmate came up with this brilliant idea for our Back To School programme this year. She suggested that we write something for the juniors, as if we were writing to our young self of the things that we know now, which we wish to know then. I don't usually get involved with things like this, oh well, being malas-nak-layan me. I don't know why but I suddenly felt the urge to write. I came up with this crappy poem. :P

So today is February second,

Year 2013,

I’m neither old nor young,

Somewhere in between.

Not one to tell lies,

I shall be most frank,

Of what I know now,

If I’d known then.

Reminiscing the school years,

I was never a saint,

Not that rebellious either,

Just a regular Jane.

Usually people don’t tell this,

But I promised you the truth,

I was one of the class’ sleeping beauties,

Not to the teachers’ amuse.

Pardon me my lovely teachers,

I blame my short attention span,

But a friend told me to never skip classes,

Thanks to that I turned out just fine. ☻

Regarding studies,

I don’t have much to say,

As cliché as this may be,

It really isn’t about how many A’s.

Don’t study just to know,

Be passionate and inquisitive,

Learn and explore,

Indulge your curiosities.

Ah, what was I thinking?

I almost forget,

About the most important thing,

Of people your age.

To love and be loved,

It is in our nature,

Love Allah first,

Great things will come after.

Trust me, my dear,

I know how boring this sounds,

But the one thing I wish I’d known earlier,

Is how beautiful Islam is, how profound.

It’s not just a religion,

Nor just another exam to pass,

It gives us purpose and reason,

It’s our way of life.

I don’t intend to preach,

So I will stop here,

Just a word for aspiring pharmacist,

You don’t get to work office hours either! L

Last but not least,

I have to make something clear,

Kill me not oh grammar Nazis,

For I am no Shakespeare. J