Am an African
not because i wear 'RADO' on my wrist
But because my great-grandfather's wrist
Was costumed with schakled chains
Am an African
not because i live in Africa
but because i was natify
Between the high over hills of Africa
Am an African
Not because i can speak the African languages
But because flowing in me,
Is the flow of greatness
That flows in every African
Am an African
Not because Africa is enriched with a thousand and one resources
But because the beautiful sun of Africa
Has descended on me
Like a overflowing river
The acceptable climate,
Was a joy to me
And a joy to africans
Am an African
Not because i pierced ma lips with a fashion ring
But because my ancestor's lipss
Were shut with hot padlocks
Am a native of the black race
For better for worse
for ease, for glory
Thy shall not deny ya kins
If your grandfather's were slaves like mine
and flowss of greatness flows in you
And some kindred of african's behaviour
Then no doubt
You are and AFRICAN
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem