I'm an African,
Africa,
Where they say 'ica' is free,
But that shouldn't define me.
I'm an African,
A child of the soil, I'm speaking up,
For all the turmoil, I'm rising up,
No matter how influential, I won't drink from your cup.
I'm an African,
My skin so dark, I'm called black,
Our sun so hot, skins crack,
Our culture, stuck on me, like a birthmark.
I'm an African,
Our beliefs, culture; that's our identity,
The nonsense of this world, we do not take for levity....
I'm an African,
I'm a child of the soil....
Poems like this are forceful because they carry big and deep messages! Thanks for sharing! ! !
It's a wonderful poem that upholds Africa an Africans. I like this poem. I love Mandela.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem for the pride of Afrcans