I've got the blacks' blood
That makes me strong like a fired brick.
It doesn't rush like flood
And uniqueness, it speaks.
I've got the blacks' skin
That may candidly cause you to sin.
It shines with much elegance you can't resist
Even if you seem to be a racist.
I'm black and can say that proudly
‘cos we've got hearts starved of fear.
Our sky is never cloudy
‘cos the sun's face is always there.
Oh mother Africa!
So happy to be your replica.
black is the master color and Africa is the continent where it is said all leaving creature are originated and survived. Africa is the spl. continent. u must be proud to be an African. a great write and a good poem.
That's it! .. Right exactly there, bein proud and bright of yourself, I like the insight in this piece... Very wonderful.. I Am Also Black, And Proud Is How I Am! ! Nice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow great eulogy of the cradle of humanity