What has fate in store for me?
Riches, happiness and all the best?
Poverty mistery and all the worst?
I must now have my future unfolded.
To the astrologer, I found my way.
My birthday day I told him, the stars he read.
"By Jove! You're an Aquarian," shouted he.
"Rejoice,for your future is really bright".
In a mallam's hut , I soon found myself.
The Koran he read, the tusban he counted,
"Allahu-Akbar!" He sighed with joy.
"Allah has given you a promising future.
Inside the church, I knelt in prayer,
Holding the Bible and kissing the cross,
"Oh, Father in heaven,"the pastor finally said.
"Thanks for giving thy son such glorious future."
Walking back home, I met a palmist.
My palm he held; at me, he stared
And drawing figures on the sand, he also said,
"Lucky soul, you have an enviable future".
Expecting riches, happiness and all the best,
Why then should I sorrow and cry?
For Indeed the future tellers have all confirmed
That my future shall be bright.
