Genre: Rhyme, History, Identity
Genius In Me
I intend to reach the universe without losing my soul
I’m the Great Grandson of the Forefathers
Like those four sons who were left by their four fathers
I will claim & protect my birth right
From the East to the West, its dawn then comes night
The soil keeps the flash of those before us
We can’t all speak the so called universal language
Its jewel that brightens up our Africa
Before the sun came to pass.
Trust in your native self, and write the next page
We are caged, by our thoughts
We are lost! We can’t see the Genius in Us
Their tombs are engraved the words that fought
Our weakness
The Pyramids sculptured that which is taught
Our inventions
Fallen Kings, still cry for their kingdoms
They never trusted the Genius in Us
Tremor shook, we stood
Unveiling the…
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