SASSY SASS

Engulfed in our meekness
We all strive to redeem
Our lost glories and pain.
Dark shades and memories
Pull us to converge
To heal and to dine.
We share the fruits of mankind
And feel so honoured
That each day’s lightning
Brings forth a rainbow.
We all hope and dream for the best
As we share our challenges and struggles.

In our welcoming symposium
We talk and learn.
We share our successes and tribulations.
We forget our past pain
For the mysteries of life
Are never evenly foretold.
We never regret our bold steps
As we stare at bold faces with hope
Feeling fulfilled and safe
In our home away from home.

SASS is that abode
Where chains of frustration are broken
Where the miserable find love
Where the lonely meet peers
Where humanity is revered 
And life is priceless.
We feel this unimaginable warmth
That each week we crave to converge.
We play, learn and dine.
We receive gifts from samaritans and charities
This great display of love
That knows no bounds.
We learn to share and care
For sharing is a virtue 
Imbibed in humankind
Which even the young acknowledge.

We are grateful for this timeless initiative
That turns our frowns to laughter
That lectures us endlessly 
When all our dreams seemed to fade away.
SASS gives hope to the hopeless
And a haven to the frustrated.
We cannot express enough gratitude
To this selfless initiative
Where staff toil relentlessly
To put smiles on our wrinkled faces and torn lives.

Today we can smile again
We can interact and showcase our talents
Proving that we are not tabula rasa
For we journeyed with our skills and culture.
We can impact our community
And strive for the best in our new Kingdom.
May the doors of our fortress lie bare to us
And usher an olive branch
As we outpour the best of ourselves.

We pray for SASS to grow
Incorporating more social activities
Encouraging more skills development
More outdoor events
To help us discover our country.
We yearn for more recreational activities 
That boost our mental health
And long for opportunities 
To showcase our acting skills.
We long to tell our stories in a movie
For our life is our tale.
Many have been through the furnace 
And cheated death severally.
Many have passed through the eye of a needle
And have spat on the face of death.

We long for more translators at our symposium.
We recognise our individual differences, 
Shades, talents, weaknesses and strengths.
Our trajectories may differ
But our pains are the same.
SASS is the shoulder to lean on.
SASS is the mother that lays bare her chest
To feed with no discrimination.
We remain indebted to this gargantuan project.

Dr. T.M.Ako

Tuesday 16th May 2023