Edwin Olu Bestman Poet Free verse

I Am An African Child

I am an African child
Born on the fertile soil of Africa
Skin rich in minerals 
Raised by a mother who never allowed me to feel sorry for myself 

I am an African child 
Deeply rooted in the African dream 
Bright and thoughtful 
A treasure characterized by witnesses of many clouds 

I am an African child 
Though I am black and beautiful 
I refuse to be judged by my skin color 
Gift me a book and I'll tell the name of those hidden stars in the sky 

I am an African child 
It's obvious they hate me for no reasons 
But I am made of the moon
And shine bright like a diamond 

I am an African child 
Representing tears and blood 
Sorrows and unending pains 
But I am optimistic about tomorrow 

I am an African child 
Excited to be a citizen of Africa 
But fake smiles knocking on my door 
Cause my leaders paint my dreams with cookpot and charcoal 

I am an African child 
Not ordinary but a charming vessel 
Teach me discipline day and night 
And avoid hiding my faults 

I am an African child 
Clothed with beaded accessories 
Fetched water from rivers and streams
For my culture is my heritage 

I am an African child  
Not an American or European 
Teach me to stay black and not white 
Cause there's no continent I feel more African than Africa 

I am an African child 
A child whose father dances Africanly at the village square 
Flutes and drums are played during festival 
I am one of the sons and daughters of my fatherland

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