THE BLACK   

We will rather be challenged,

 than changing from who we are.

 We will never be apologetic for whom we are.

 We are proud of our nature.

We are proud of our complexion. 

And surely we are,

proud of our father’s land.

Now the best we are.


The black.

Now on the wagon of progress,

forge to be oneself. 

Alas,

harassed we are.

look at your hair like a bird nest,

and obstruct we are from mothers tongue. 

They back down on us like we are future less,

but we keep the secret in us to be great.

 Now shinning we are.

Black...Black, we remain

© Raji Toheeb Aderemi