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.
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Africa