Am black! Am my father's son!
My blood is of black star still it
Pierced through the moonlight.
Am an African prince! Under the wild
African sun I was Born! It's tall trees
saw it happen.
The birds heard my first cry and
They rejoiced. My Joyful mum
Witness my first tears.
Am an African!
Am loyal to Africa sun! An African
breastfed me, so am a son of the
Soil. It's tall mountains can bear me
Witness.
Am an African! I drink from it's streams.
Gallantly I numb and Dance to Africa music.
It's dialect I embrace, when I speak my accent
Is of an African.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Of course you are an African prince. So cute. Your poem is also very much beautiful. Your love and affection for Africa is well expressed. I respect your mother land. Thank you.