We have come a long way
Many of us met as boys
All of us grew to be men
The year tested us, it shaped us
In ways we never thought possible
In ways we never saw coming
We fought, we quarreled, we overcame
We loved, we lost, yet, we loved some more
Some of us won, some of us lost
But all of us are here today, on the last day
Though we might not be where we want to be
We are, at the very least, not exactly where we don't want to be
To Lanre, the pessimistic one of the bunch
I say, let love lead in the new year, but never let them bitches win
To Saseri, the brainiac of the bunch, keep winning, keep on keeping on
Your wisdom, ahead of your age, shall not fail you
To Osas, the other pessimistic one in our midst,
May you not be forgotten as you keep laying low
And may life not put you down regardless
To Ohvo, the artist, you self go blow,
And we all shall wine and dine to your tunes and beats.
To Olofinbinu, the uncrowned king of hoes,
May your designs not fail, and your ploys be great
To Peter, the king of hoes, I wish you a happy married life
And many more bitches oh Slutseid the Great
To Garutobi, Rasheed to some, the quiet one
Your winnings shall be greater than your voice is low
To Malik, lol, the black of heart
I have nothing bad to say to you today,
But may you always have people in your corner as you always are in ours
To Tobias, the baby boy of the group, I say, keep winning
We shall be here and there always seeing you attain heights greater than the last
To Paul, to Maurice, to King, tho your presence might be little
We love you still, keep winning, and keep pushing
To My Boys; The Council of Kings, thanks for a year of wonderful memories in the midst of all the pain.
With love, always,from your boy
©hollas
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