African Child
Blessed beyond boundaries and bounties,
African child grew on sapphire and emerald,
The spark of Gold riddled our sights under the smiling sun
And pure fountain rolled with aquatic children beneath green grasses.
Big fleet branched and called for surrender ,
Gun powder scattered our peace asunder,
They told you about us,
You believed and you were deceived.
I am a god buried in the tomb of Pharaoh,
I resurrected, and it is already two thousand and many years,
The world has gone far without me,
Yet, I'm taking my steps one at a time.
Till we meet again in sundry and solemn,
I will tell you my real story.
Uche Chidozie Okorie
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Copyright © Chidozie Uche O. | Year Posted 2021
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