QUE SERA SERA: The Dance of Awòràwọ̀

QUE SERA SERA: The Dance of Awòràwọ̀

What will be, will be; Que sera sera, the dance of Awòràwọ̀

The supremacy of fate

The stars speak volumes of journeys

Unfolding silently in the night

The path the feet must tread;

A tale of trials and triumphs

Awòràwọ̀, messenger of the future

What does heaven say the land's destiny is?

How it is woven into the fabric of time,

And the blood it will pour forth

Before its people find peace.

Que sera sera, the dance of Awòràwọ̀

Fate stirs with discontent,

The destination is certain

Yet uncertainty gnaws

Why does willpower stretch forth its oars

To change the course

Since he is the captain

Of every uncharted sea?

Awòràwọ̀, dance!

Que sera sera; the dance of Awòràwọ̀

Dance because you are in step

With the rhythm of life's drums

Until man's will strikes the drums

In an attempt to create new sounds

A struggle to change destiny's tune.

Awòràwọ̀, gaze beyond the stars,

Where will's tale defies fate's border,

Where light and darkness blur —

For even will must dance,

Though fate composed the tune.

Que sera sera; the dance of Awòràwọ̀.

● Olufayo Taiwo Ayomide 

(Poet Phynerwrites)