Joshua Akinwande Poet Prose Poetry

Proudly African

Nobody decides the continent he comes from,
No one influences the nation he belongs,
No child ever choose his or her own family,
All happened by fate, or rather a divine arrangement.

I am from Africa the origin of life,
Nations of the black people,
Homeland of heroes now and heroes past,
Land of wealth and riches,
Where milk and honey flow like river.

Bounded by water and land,
I am African, beautiful and elegant,
Extremely black and exceptionally bold,
Having a heart of gold with a diamond skin.

Very rare with uncommon values,
My fist are made of iron,
I’m made to love God and mankind,
Always to defend the good and fight evil,
I am African, born African, proudly African.

© 2011

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Kingsley Awoh August 22, 2011 at 11:08 AM My fist are made of iron.... beautiful pen Joshua Akinwande August 24, 2011 at 7:09 AM Thank you brother...

Judy Ball August 21, 2011 at 8:09 PM A simply Amazing write my friend. Bravo. I believe and have taught that Who we are, the color of our eyes, hair, skin, the country of our birth, the parents we were given, all is a very personal gift to us from God Almighty Himself. What we do with that gift is our gift back to Him and NO ONE should EVER have to be ashamed of what HE gave us. Wonderful. God Bless, JB Joshua Akinwande August 22, 2011 at 3:11 AM thank you JB.

Chiquitachiamaka Baity August 21, 2011 at 5:49 PM Wow...this is great Joshua...profound piece of poetry....Thanks so much for sharing and Welcome to Poetry Soup!!!!!!!! Joshua Akinwande August 21, 2011 at 6:14 PM Thank you dear... I have gone through some of your jobs too and discovered that you are great writer... Please do keep it up.