ECHOES OF HIS
BIRTH
Ding!
Dong! Bong!
It
sounds like a tickling cymbal
Echoing
the name of a resourceful leader,
Faintly
afar a pain of a wrestling woman is heard
Urged
by midwives to push and pull out the diadem.
Oh!
What a great exult!
When
the whole clan is brims with gladness
What
can this scenario be about?
Behold
‘tis of a bouncing baby boy,
But
of what future holds for the boy is unknown.
Moving
is the time as of clearing cloud,
Growing
to be a distinct teacher he
Learnt
with toil amongst thorn,
Getting
the ticket to reach the world.
Happy birthday dad, you'll live to celebrate more years on earth in good health.
Written by John
Oluwatoyin Oladoyin
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