Breached Land

Minerals I born
forest I laid
waters I baths
Spokes from age's
from same mother We born
with my black
How sweet home.

After the pleasure!
As they converted
Corruption means for days
Selfishness dresses young
Hardworking valueless than money
turn the land
How can a cat copies the way of mouse?
Smocks fights the white suit
under the brain
Riches and valuable cultures
no where to found
How much black be
With all doings.
We insult the God who made Us black.