Happy Birthday To Me
Just 3 days before the earth completes its evolution
calendar numerals with maximum numbers
one of which is the peak found in all 12 cycles
and the other, the highest of all months
It’s a day when birth among all things
becomes the protocol officer to nature
and a new life full of promise and expectations
results from the shading of history’s skin
A day when
the sun chills with the living matters
of the hills before going to bed
when the clouds hold hands in same rhythm
marveling to an added blessing the earth just received
when the tides of the waters rise up high
in complete salute to this majestic new entry
He is a pace setter, a trail blazer and a king
he breaths out the commanding charisma of a leader
housing a thousand qualities of a champion
and wearing a million features of a god
From three hundred and sixty five rotations
one becomes slower and closer to the sun
and its natural satellite rigid in awe
all because the legend has arrived
happy birthday to me.
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2015
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