He is a son and she is a daughter

of the rich black continent

who holds with pleasure

pride for their black skin

 they are the

African children

they tremble at the mention of death

find terror in poverty

amusement in progress

and joy in being African

yes they are

African Children

their souls mourn

at the cry of their mother

and stains of tears seize their shoulders

when mamaland rejoices

they are the

African Children

they hold her beauty with diligence

bow at the valour she owns

and surrender to be nurtured

by her ancient wisdom

they keep the morrows their ancestors gave them

conformity to modernity

is not their anthem

because their Africanism

holds true beauty

they build their beauty beyond their skin

because her mama and his Tata

taught them to carry with them their culture

they honour their God and elders

for that is the true definition of an

African Child

and when the beats of African drums fill the sky

their hearts skip and

faces soak in smiles

because the rhythm of Africa has been awakened

they strive to be the essence to its sound

and those are the

African Children

Angel Phionah Ampurire is a law student at the  University of Rwanda