It is the story of OlodumareThe faithful custodian of fate, in all shades a stamp
Unchangeable; otherwise, at will
The Lord of the secrets of galaxies
That’s what you’re called, Ol’odu imare
If it were pure white,
Like it was of no colour
Or it were golden, pure without a blemish/ash
Your throne never loses its shine
One that can never be upturned
Emboldened by the aura of a colossus,
Whose stretch is unmeasueable
Posing with grandeur right beyond the limits of sight
And light
Iwo ni Olutanna, the beamer of the gush of lights
on deadened paths
Show the way, ahead to infinite treasures of heart and
head
Ite Oluwa Kiisi
It’s a story
About the throne of Olodumare
Never falters
Never changes
Never moves
Faithful, loyal and a dependable rest for the strained spine
It’s a legend, started somewhere in between the hidden spaces
That existed before the realities of conscious
Earth
Turning sand and fluid into
Flesh and blood
With bouts of force and restraint
The titan leads unique paths
With the company of a young trio,
Years dubbed with play and sores,
laughter and scars
Emboldened by the wisdom
Of impregnating the “fleeting moments”
In-between the breezing seconds.
As this day marks the third,
May the years sprawl ahead of you,
In the presence of the throne of Olodumare.
Grow in grace, strength and radiance,
A reflection of the golden rays of The Throne.
Happy birthday, my SUN.
lAkUnLeScReWs 
Everything so pristine
Everything so divine
Everything so majestic
Of an innocent mind so inclined
To the immaculate throne o’ Eledua
Is ITEOLUWAKIISI
Ite oluwa kiisi congrats as d olutanna shineth ur path of truth of life.