I am
You are
We are Humans

He is bleeding
She is breathing
They are in pain like you

I am African
You made me who I am, Mama Africa
You made me whole, Beautiful Nubia
I was born just like you

From my Heart to my Head
From my fingernails to my toes
Every part of me is made of DNA THAT IS REAL and refuses to abhor you foes.

From my arms to my legs
I am My Father’s sperm (and)
I and I am My Mother’s egg.

Similar to the notion of time,
I used a meter for these rhymes.

Is it a crime that these fingers are translating what your heart cannot?

(I’m) giving to [your] senses
In a knot
Your common sense
Its sixth sense
And these beats
This heart beat
And this heat
Your senses lack!

I was never gone
I’ve never left
And there is no need for you or her or even them and him to say that I am back.

What DOES IT really mean to be African in America and be Black?

On a better note, I am the one who is bringing sexy back!

African is not Ebola
Africa is not AIDS
Africa is not poverty
Africa is not misery
Africa is not genocide nor wars
Africa is not hunger nor malaria…

The media depicts Africa in the media.

Africa is beautiful
That is why African people must wake up!

Africans are intelligent
Africa is the Essence
Africa is power
Africa is the Nile
Kilimanjaro
And the richest continent

Yet Africans are the poorest.

Africa must wake up!

Hence, like a River Glorious
Allow me to flow
Like the Archangel and his wings
Allow to show
Like Cleopatra
Allow her halo to glow

Like the Pharaoh’s Afro
Allow me to grow
Like yes
I will never say no unless I am not who I said I was

We are Humans
He is bleeding
She is breathing
They are in pain like you

I am African
You made me who I am, Mama Africa
You made me whole, Beautiful Nubia