I Am Africa

From my mother's womb

I hatched in the heaty Equator environment

My shadow was woven onto my skin; 

A genetic legacy continuing through the ages 

A natural heresy, my cultural inheritance 

The ancestral rivers quenched my thirst 

And the rains guaranteed their survival 

The flesh of games fuels my muscles

Much as the souls of my premogenitors 

Safeguard my days till my hair greys

My bloodline nurtures warriors 

I abide to this lineage: 

I shall protect my family in physicality 

And in my afterlife, in spirituality 

Such is body constituency 

Most of my family members 

Lived days all outnumbered

Plagued by diseases and hunger 

Fighting in primitive ways 

Till most of us were asunder; in Elysium 

Yet I am proud to say 

I am Africa, by profession, a war wager 

I will fight the days and nights

Cinching better epochs, for myself 

And my seeds to come.