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I am an African

I am an African
Not because my skin is black
But because my mind is engaged by Africa.

I am an African
Not because I was born here
But because my heart beats with Africa.

I am an African
Not because I live on its soil
But because soil is at home in Africa.

When the music of Africa beats in the wild
My blood pulses to its rhythm
And I become the essence of music.

When the colors of Africa dazzle in the sun
My senses drink in its rainbow
And become the palette of nature.

When the stories of Africa echo round the fire
My feet walk the pathways.
And I become the footprints of history.

I am an African
Because she is the cradle of our birth
And nature is our ancient wisdom.

I am an African
Because she lives in the worlds shadow
And bursts with a radiant luminosity.

I am an African
Because she is the motherland of tomorrow
And I recognized her gifts as sacred.

by Kgomotso Maria Moabi