Chilver
360 thy be named, 180 odd days of you a home I made.
Free
from chaos and the insanity of the world, but
limiting me to the gateway of LAN and CMA World.
Yet
a home away from home you gave, oblivious
to which, your keys, away I gave.
I
choose a path that befuddles the grey,
From the green expanse of the West Road view, To
the mystery maze of the Mitchell rue.
No
more a self-catered kitchen to raid, it shall be only a BLD parade.
From
the comforts of the Ensuite showers and few,
to the communals of Mitchell Penitentiary with
like crew,
It
shall for sure be a downward trade , All in the name of saving I'm afraid.
Adieu
my beloved Chilver block, as I vanish into the Bermuda that is Mitchell block.
