My daydream is to regenerate humanity,
No matter what life throws at me?
My agenda is to build again;
Africa must be great as Mount Kilimanjaro,
I want to tin the character of inferiority among my African people;
They think the colour of their skin
Is invisible and intangible,
Forgetting that flesh and blood do not judge character quality
That is needed to crack the globe in gloominess of greatness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem