THE BATTLE OF BELONGING

The Battle of Belonging

Hello there who are you

African, that is what they say

African, that is what is written

African, that is what they made me believe

Ooh is that so

Yes, I speak the African Language

Yes, my government is African

Yes, my beliefs and customs are African

That is very interesting

I am African too

That is what they say

That is what is written

That is what they made me believe

So where do you come from

Somewhere in the East of Africa

Kenya, by the shores of the Great Lake Victoria

Luhya, That is my African Language

So is your government Luhya

No my president is of the highlands

My vice president of the lowlands

I am from the mid lands

So you are not really African

I come from the West of Africa

Ghana, near the great manmade lake Akosombo

Krobo, that is my African Language

No mine is the African language

Its traditions heard far and beyond

Its literatures read far and beyond

Its government documented in the world map

No mine is the African language

Its cultures spread beyond the seas and skies

Its music sang by nations of white sand

Its dynasties recognized since when writing began

But if that is so

Why can you not speak African

Why can you not understand my tongues

Who are you

Who is Africa

Have you ever met him before

Have you ever ate at a table with Africa

Have you ever been governed by Africa

I ask again

Who is Africa

Is it just a ghost in the sky

Or does it just cover the realities of me

Who then am i

The black skin slaving to be African

The shrub haired acting African

 Or just a passenger

In this train called Africa