Growing up here in the barracks was fun
Or the "Base" as it is fondly called
A different world from any other
Structured on discipline and order
All the memories made here are for life
We were friends! a big family from different tribes
It didn't matter cause our indifferences didn't thrive
As we were fondly called "Barrack Boys and Barrack girls"
Strolling at nights and meeting up with friends
Visiting blocks holding parties was a usual trend
Unlike how they thought a lot would end up useless
But then the barrack kids be bloating up in success
You know what? everyone had their dramas
But it was fun growing up here in the barracks.
©Agada Patricia B.