Leaves so green and beautiful,
Land filled with milk and honey,
quiet and peaceful like the calm cloud.
Inhabited by people who knew no greed,
ethnic diversity was not in sight,
tribal segregation was never a plan,
stolen opportunities was not birthed
and cultural degradation was a sin.
The people lived as one family in love and unity.
But as rumours of their peaceful coexistence
and earthly blessings spread like wildfire
envy was born in the hearts of outsiders,
whose knowledge in unknown machines supersedes
theirs.
Stealthily they meandered their way into the land
under the pretense of teaching about a better religion,
they mapped out strategies to break the brotherhood
and friendship amongst brothers and sisters.
Under the mask of education and a better way to rule
the people of the land,
they tried to steal the gold of the uneducated people.
Success was theirs because little by little all their
plans came to fruition.
Greed spread throughout the land like a deadly plague.
brothers raised weapons against brothers,
sisters mocked the skin of sisters.
Chaos became the order of the day in the land,
while the foreigners smirked triumphantly at their handwork.
Foreign language and culture was taught in exchange
for the land’s wealth,
hardworking men and kings turned slaves in exchange
for education.
Land rights were sold in exchange for peanut
and the land was indirectly ruled by the foreigners.
The land was ashamed of the owners,
it wept in pain because they allowed greed
take over really fast.
The bond was lost, the love lost,
the unity a far away thought in the hearts of men.
But fortunately for them,
those who got a little education from the foreigners
realised their plans and fought for control back.
They were ashamed of what they allowed outsiders
do to their beloved home.
When they got their control back it was already late,
the hearts of many had turned against the people
they once called brothers and sisters.
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