The African Claim

Written by: Tinetariro Mushoriwa

Our souls are troubled
They grieve in pain
In their own land,
They live in fear.

I am not proud to be Afri.can,
I am not proud to be who I am,
I am not proud to be where I stand.

The gurus and tycoons, Wine and dine
On our own sweat and toil
One thing sure isn’t their concern:
Our foes and pain
We remain like the spoons
Which feed the master at what gain?

I am not proud to be Afri.can,
I am not proud to be who I am,
I am not proud to be where I stand.

Everyday of our existence
Brings along more limitations
And doubled confrontations
Our labour and thirst
To them it’s not pain
For they only consider their gains.

I am not proud to be Afri.can,
I am not proud to be who I am,
I am not proud to be where I stand.

I advocate for a revolution
That will bring about the Afri.can unification
In a bid to end our humiliation
And finally reach our destination
Meant to give us full satisfaction.

I am not proud to be Afri.can,
I am not proud to be who I am,
I am not proud to be where I stand.

I declare null and void
The ideological fallacies of Euro-American faculties
Who claim, ‘Africa is full of darkness’
How ironic their claims
And surprisingly aren’t ashamed
Of the provocative claims
Void of thought or intellect.

I am not proud to be Afri.can,
I am not proud to be who I am,
I am not proud to be where I stand.

We are the machine,
That drives the world forward
The light that the earth yearns for
And the better natural hope
The world has lacked.

I am not proud to be Afri.can,
I am not proud to be who I am,
I am not proud to be where I stand
Until we take back ours
That’s been robbed by other lands.