Today Is My Birthday

I count it that I’ve once again won For being fifty one: On this day, the 15th June High my stereo with tweeters tune; In noise–prosecuting quarters to Victory ululate, In advance vowing to not later vacillate, For only a just-caught-and-now-brooding criminal Or the fast-wasted by a disease terminal Would to the Euphoric say “Nay” On man’s caution-depriving Birthday… Really, the day to puff up one’s chest for boasts With paid filled glasses for appropriate toasts, Save for the life-jailed already gathering dust And facing a tomorrow of inescapable rust Or the piteously dying with his graveyard space Reachable with not so much as a long pace… Happy Birthday to the Gemini Here in Nigeria but very sure He is in “Germany” Already ambitiously eyeing Fifty-two years, The prayers that should take him to it selecting all their gears!