By Fransisca K. Mutangadura
I am an African Child by birth.
I am an African child because I descended in Africa
I am an African child because I love being African
Dark best describes my complexion,
Thus discrimination befalls me worldwide.
“An upgraded version of baboon,” they say.
Because of my short hair and black skin.
Nevertheless, I’m proudly African.
My voice and opinion are invisible,
Thereby my eyes are glassy.
They say I’m unable,
I say I have the capacity.
They say I’m vulnerable,
I say I’m honourable.
Therefore pride flows in my African veins.
A society with all kinds of people in participation
All kinds of people I recognise
Without discrimination, without limitation.
That’s a dream I will work to bring to reality
A society where the dark skinned are equal to the white skinned
I am, I was and I’ll always be,