I Am An African By Wayne Visser

I Am An African By Wayne Visser I am an AfricanNot because I was born thereBut because my heart beats with Africa’sI am an AfricanNot because my skin is blackBut because my mind is engaged by AfricaI am an AfricanNot because I live on its soilBut because my soul is at home in Africa When […]

Brother Africa By Colin Ian Jeffery

Brother Africa By Colin Ian Jeffery He lies near to death Dying in the dust Broken and forgot. Now his children Once mighty tribes Fall before the setting sun. His women – – young and old Dead and dying Host the killer AIDS. He calls for help To rich brothers in the West But his […]

Africa By Claude McKay

Africa By Claude McKay The sun sought thy dim bed and brought forth light, The sciences were sucklings at thy breast; When all the world was young in pregnant night Thy slaves toiled at thy monumental best. Thou ancient treasure-land, thou modern prize, New peoples marvel at thy pyramids! The years roll on, thy sphinx […]

Rhythm Of Africa! By Edward Kofi Louis

Rhythm Of Africa! By Edward Kofi Louis Dance, dance! With the muse of Africa; Tap, tap! With the rhythm of Africa; Moving your body and, Moving your steps; To the sounds and cultures of the various tribes in Africa. Dance, dance! To the rhythm of Africa; Tap, tap! With the movements of the muse of […]

Heritage By Countee Cullen

Heritage By Countee Cullen What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal black Women from whose loins I sprang When the birds of Eden sang? One three centuries removed From the scenes his fathers loved, Spicy grove, cinnamon tree, What is Africa to […]

Chisom Ezugwu - A New Nigeria
Chisom Ezugwu - A New Nigeria

On Being Brought From Africa To America By Phillis Wheatley

On Being Brought From Africa To America By Phillis Wheatley Twas mercy brought me from my Pagan land, Taught my benighted soul to understand That there’s a God, that there’s a Saviour too: Once I redemption neither sought nor knew. Some view our sable race with scornful eye, “Their colour is a diabolic die.” Remember, […]