I relate to the oddness of not carrying an African name
and the confusion of who I am…so ashamed
I relate in carrying the identity of a once colonial master
and being called a bastard
I relate, therefore I’m an African
I relate being discriminated against because of the colour of my skin
and the disregard as a bona-fide human being
I relate, therefore I’m an African
I relate going through western style schooling
and a culture being dominated and changed like drooling
I relate, therefore I’m an African
I relate to the transition from colonialism to liberation and independence
and the process of decolonising even long after independence
I relate to the discrimination in the economic field, due to colour
and the economic mess we find ourselves in
I relate, therefore I’m an African
I relate to being landless
and intimidated by the iron fist of imperialism
I relate to the gap between rich and poor
and being labeled a promiscuous social outcast who lacks morality
I relate, therefore I’m an African
I relate to a people without proper health care
and questions of whether it’s fair
I relate to hostility, violence, poverty and exploitation
and events, too troubling to dismiss
I relate, therefore I’m an African
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