My skin colour defines
My Africanity
My present defines my purpose
I am a South African
By heart
Who are you to discriminate against me
Those like me
Because of my skin colour
I am created by God
Like you

I am a black ocean
I walk tall
Smile like I got the whole
Your words are not sharp
But blunt like
A handmade arrow

Like Mother Maya Angelou
Still I rise
Your venom words
Have no ramifications
Look I am a black ocean
Elevated by God
Strengthened by his words
I have a pivotal role
To those who came
After me
Look I am a black ocean