Rukevwe Poem by oio ZIGA

The sun smiles,
The moon winks,
As the trumpet sounds,
And angels rejoice.

A new dawn is born,
A fresh fruit is cropped,
God has blessed us with our own angel,
Our emissary of goodness.

Therefore, let us rejoice,
And gather at the altar of guardians,
To cherish this angel among us.

Happy birthday, Seunfunmi Rukevwe Akinlade,
The sun loves you,
The moon adores you,
From the smallest to the largest stars in the firmament,
All celebrate your existence.

I love you beyond the ends of the world,
Thus, I pray for God to keep your soul,
And to guide your paths to completion.