Worlds Inheritance Poem by okafor ogochukwu

Nations and nations, y’all arise
Africa was indeed to be the first
But rigging and wriggling was its class
Henceforth dwelt in hunger and thirst

Other nations pounced on this chance
As it slipped Africans palms and hands
The quest unquestionably began
On whom was to inherit, the fruits of the land

Europe blessed as the wisest of all
Broke the spell and impressed “World”
He grew from strength and strength to the core
This not meant, so unbalanced the law

There were disagreements, minds were biased
Focus were lost, vital opinions clashed
This, another chance for others to break free
Just North America had a family tree

North America took charge of His affairs
Encouraging others to do same
He only helped if the price was fair
Give and take was the price to tame

Asia been the most resourceful of all
Took a clue from uncle nature
Growing from the little piece of advice
Grew to a large enterprise

Africa had no feasible way out
While Europe nurtured and groomed Australia
North America dined with his twin “SOUTH”
Africa was just left with “Antarctica”

They all had round table to discuss issues
But issues became problems, due to Africans skin
Africa was the only black, which indeed was true
So had nothing to share or begin

Africa was given an option, only to serve
Until His bones were weak and tired
No integrity or dignity at all to preserve
The little He wore was technically wired

Africa got a clue from God knows where
And built on the basis of wear and tear
Not only if He comes to His right senses and merit
Would He realize the fruits of the land He is to inherit