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I should be celebrated

~~~I Should Be Celebrated~~~

I should be celebrated, 

not because it\'s my birthday, 

But because I didn\'t allow the sharp hands.

Of life to piece through my vain.

Covered with the basket of worry,

Soaked in the ocean of doubt,

Buried shallow in forgotten dust,

My coffin washed through the endless rain.

I am Funmilayo,

I am Josephine,

I am Adebayo.

I bleed on my pen not to mourn,

But to celebrate in a mourning tone,

To honour the pain that lives within me.

People call a new age blessings—

Growth, improvement,

But I name it after my departed brother.

A new age for me comes with old memories,

Of loss and forgotten echoes.

Celebrating a birthday—

The name on that blue rounded cake

Would be Joseph and Josephine.

But now I eat the cake alone,

Not because my hungry self chose to,

But because the hungry world

Ate from my belly.

Today I stand, not to fall,

Because I have risen.

And I smile, not to cry,

Because he told me to.

Happy birthday, Josephine.

Happy birthday, Joseph.

We should both be celebrated.

 © Funmilayo bayo

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 (Josephine and Joseph)