My Fortune Poem by ADEBAYO ADENRELE

My fortune has hasten,

I have no time to waste,

The world was amazed,

I am highly elated.



They said it won't rain,

Let them block the cloud if possible,

Let them halt the destined work of God if permitted,

And they will be extremely disgraced.



My valley of death has been demolished,

They were surprised on how shameful their prowess was,

They tried to renovate the hill,

But it fell on them.



The survived victims were handicapped,

They were yelping in pain,

They shouted in alas,

But no help was rendered.



The aspiring traitors have knew,

They set my fortune on fire,

The fire went off,

And the flame turned into blaze.



My fortune was hidden by an unidentified wind,

The flame deceived the atmosphere,

They thought it has been exploded,

Whereas, it remains intant.



My fortune turned to butterfly,

It flies to their ears,

They slapped themselves unexpectedly,

And it burst into laughter.



They wondered how it disappeared from the fire,

The flame was still blazing,

They tried to search it,

But the flame blowed their eyeballs,



They staggered slapstickly,

The blaze of the flame exploded unbearably,

The connive house was frustrated,

And my fortune flies to the sky.