Me.. Poem by Timothy Kyaligonza

Born in the sunset region,
Time of the harvest season.
Beyond mountains of the moon, In the cold breeze at noon.
To young African parents,
That know not sea pirates.
Black but heart purely white,
Like snow on Margarita in light.
Proud of my skin complexion, Like peacocks in a tourist attraction.
My love for Africa boils hot,
Like the Kitagata hot springs in fort.
And eternally in me shall me flow,
Like milk in AmaberegaNyinamwiru.