Oladimeji Ola Yinka Poet Free verse

Son of the Soil

I am the son of the soil 
The very black Afrika I am
My color is dark and lovely 
It sings with rhythmic melody of beauty  
Uniquely gifted, talented and black 
Show me my debilitated and frailties  
And I will improve beyond imagine 

I am the son of the soil 
Teach me how to dream about life 
And will become extra-ordinary 
Teach me character, teach me discipline 
And I will become the footprint of history

I am the son of the soil 
 Give me a set of electronics and soft-wood 
And I will build you a flying helicopter
Give me a library with a lot of books 
And I will write thousand of poems 
Give me a yard of land and a hoe 
And I will turn it to a large garden full of all sorts of fruit
 
I am the son of the soil 
I have been blessed by my progenitor from the Nile
For her wilderness quenches my spirit 
And bring me closer to source of life

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