African Child

African Child short poem

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I am an African child
I sing and dance every day
I believe in harmony and joy
I respect our cultural values and norms
I bless our ancestors every day
For I believe they foresee the future
I grew up where love is for all and hatred for none
I,the African child, drift with the western world
Believing that without education am a foul
I, treated like a foul, to give away my resources and wealth
Thinking of a brighter future
I woke up the next day saw my people in chains crying and screaming for help
I said to myself this suffering will never end
I, the African child, should go back to my culture and embrace our values

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Minnie Mariah Wilson
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Thank you for sharing such a touching poem-I very much enjoyed it.

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