The rising and falling
of men,
Are tied to fate,
What a mystery!
Struggling and hustling
Scare and stare at me,
The society has placed me
on a scale,
Questioning my singlehood.
The ears filter fantasy from reality
The leaking lips
will get tired,
They are friendly foes
In trousers and skirts.
Many battles have I fought,
I have lived in old days,
This, my third reincarnation,
No hands will thwart my fate.
I have come a long way,
On this journey of vision,
I\'ll rewrite my wrongs,
Fate must be fair,
Or heaven and hades
will be let loose.
To my fated companion
bear with me,
I will surely bring you home,
Patience a virtue.
What will be, will be,
If fate say yes or no,
Nigeria\'s economy oils our sufferings,
But never will I give up.
Soon will I gather my kinsmen
for a feast,
But let me pay the price
for my kids,
Before I\'ll pay dues to tradition,
My sweat, the pacesetter.