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African Child - Poem by Eku McGred

I am an African child

Born with a skin the color of chocolate Full of potential for a better tomorrow

Bright, brilliant and articulate Teach me discipline, teach me character, teach me hard work

Strong and bold; I'm gifted Teach me to think like the star within me

Talented enough to be the best I am an African child

I am an African child I can be extra-ordinary

Often the target of pity call me William Kamkwamba the Inventor;

My future is not confined to charity Give me a library with books

Give me the gift of a lifetime; Give me a scrap yard and discarded electronics

Give me a dream, a door of opportunity; Give me a broken bicycle;

I will thrive Plus the freedom to be me

I am an African child And I will build you a wind mill

Do not hide my fault I am an African child

show me my wrong We are the new generation

I am like any other; Not afraid to be us

Teach me to dream Uniquely gifted, black and talented

And I will become Shining like the stars we are

I am an African child We are the children of Africa

I am the son, daughter of the soil Making the best of us

Rich in texture and content Yes! I am an African child

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