Under that tree of wisdom
I sat at the feet of the wise one
The birds sings sweetly in the trees
The breeze gently sails by
Over our head lies the endless blue sky

Kasunkinto, my child
You don't know where life will take you
Maybe far from this rotten mat
Maybe behind the great mountains
That may separate you from your root
But wherever you are
However far you go from here
Always remember contentment

Those who run after the world
Run out of the world
It is senseless to search for beauty
Don't drink to the dreg
From the cup of ambition
There is no end to that road
Avoid those who underestimate you
Walk from those who exaggerate you
If the blood be red and the hands be clean
There will be no mountainous on your path
That will be too high to climb

I kasukinto has risen from the feet of my fathers
Travelling down the road that leads into my own destiny
With pride in my heart and wisdom in my head
With honesty on my hands and innocence in my eyes
I still may wonder where this life is taking me
But I will always remember
The son of who I am

© Olatuja Oloyede