Am An African Not An African'T

Am an African not an african't
Africa every where is a mystery 
To an enmity
Wonder why 
Yet it was before 
I was born
So now they ask me 
Who are you to make a change

Am an African not an African't
The plague of cries are still 
A mystery to my soul 
The name as am identify with"
An AFRICAN
Stands to over rule 
All objection
That change can be
Yes am a African 
Born in a generation of change 

Am an African not african't 
Set it in the hills
Set it on the mountains 
Yes I can 
Despite them rule 
Despite them education 
Despite them illusion 
Yet  yes I can 
Yes I can at least change my 
Mind from all of old 
Yes I can preach of nature 
And write of love 
Yes I can touch the hearts
Of the innocents
Yes I can see to make 
My opinion 
Oh yes I can 
Despite them want us to be 
African't 
Yet And yet 
Their is still a one of 
A kind that could 
Say with no fear like 
I write 
Am an African
Not 
An african't .
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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