I am the boy whose
Culture is African
The world contains only me,
No other Africa
Has been before.

No one can view
And value things as I do
I have been created in my own way
I have a hungry brain
That needs to be fed
By African people.

I am confident, mature
And handsome
I am like the natural resource
As African boy
I am wonderfully made,
The African boy.

I am the boy whose
Future is on the right track
I respect, love,
Ignore, avoid, pretend
And I hate when I have to.

I wink, smile and greet
I cry, I fear, but still
I am the African boy.