The survivor,descendant,soldier, and the root
I am an African, an African
taken from my homeland and
brought into a place where I am known as
being "inferior" Why was this happening?
Do I not shed blood and cry as any other
person? Must I face the same fate as my ancestors?
NO! For I am a survivor, I am the descendant of
a people that have trodden from their homeland
into a world of chains. I am the descendant of a
people who fought against their captors. I am
the descendant of a people who have fought for their rights.
I am the root of a seed as I have carried the burdens of
my ancestors the way I would carry a boulder on my back.
I am a soldier, I will never stop fighting. I am an African, an
African born in the Americas. I am the survivor,descendant,
soldier, and the root.
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