I trod on this land and ran amongst the beasts
I dined on sacred stones, the spoil of the game
I shared healing vegetation with these marvelous creatures
Deep within my land lied raw riches for me to tame.
I inhaled fresh air exhaled by the majestic trees.
I enjoyed infinite energy to produce heat
I enjoyed a long life, no diabetes from sugar from the bees.
I fulfilled my duties for my peoples sake not for a corporate seat.
I honoured my leader for he had my best interests at heart.
The simple methods i utilized defined my culture,
My assets were my livestock and the kraal which set them apart
The grip on my spear was as firm as the control i had of my future
I transported myself with my left and right foot
In this manner I became fit for war
I trod ten toed with no sandal or boot
The object of your hate - my skin- barely tore
Until.....
You told me me to dine on mutilated trees,and called it furniture
With your documentation, you offered me what was already mine
You poached my stunning creatures for your purpose of expenditure
You bottled and branded my herbs and sold it as medicine
You polluted my kingdom with combustible fuel
You scared the body of my kingdom to extract what makes your nations fat.
Taught me how to use up my energy and disregard my God given tool.
You disregarded my opinion by brainwashing me with fact
You classified me under a colour, keeping me away from the light
You superimposed your language as the default universal tongue.
You humbled me so i wouldn't fight.
You recorded what i had once sung.
You and I
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