What has fate in store for me?
Riches, Hapiness and all the best?
Poverty, misery and all the worse?
I must now have my fortune unfolded
To the astrologer I found my way
My birthdate I told him, the stars he read
By love! you are a Taurus " he shouted"
Rejoice for your future is really bright.
In a mallam's hut I soon found myself
The Koran he read, the tusba he counted...
Allahu-akbar! He sighed with joy
Allah has given you a promising future.
Inside the church I knelt in prayer
Holding and kissing the bible
Oh father in heaven, the pastor finally said, thanks for giving thy son such a glorious future
Before a spiritualist my fourth pose I made
He poured libation with the dead
Your ancestors has promised you a splendid future he said.
Walking back home I met a psalmist
My psalm he read to me
Drawing figures on the ground he spoke
Lucky soul! You have an enviable future
Expecting riches, hapiness and all the best
Why then should I cry?
For indeed the fortune tellers have confirmed that my future shall be bright.