I am Africa's child,
Born with a rich melanin skin,
That gives me a profound beauty,
Now I am known with a unique identity.
I am Africa's child,
crafted with a permanent pigment,
That glints on the rays of the moon light.
The story tellers, loves the sight
As we gather around.
I am proud of Africa,
My father's land.
Blessed with diversified culture,
He never forsakes his tradition.
I am an African child,
Born to keep my heritage alive.
Singing while the night fires last,
I do bear in mind,
That my black coloured skin
Like my heritage, is my pride.
African Child living with the Africa's pride
spendid poem man!!
I'm African, I'm black and I'm proud. Melanin popping ☺