In their blind bid To become westernized, They lost touch with reality Created shadows of themselves Despised their own intrinsic values Embraced a twisted dress sense Of fallen pants and revealed underpants Idolized everything they're not The good, the bad, the ugly They birthed dual personalities Picked up foreign accents On ****** home-based passports The American Dream, they call it, As they wear winter jackets In scorching African sun All in the name of fashion Trading our simple hues For complex shades unknown Bleaching skin and hair Trading natural black for artificial white Unaware the very gods they adore Are tanning theirs to look darker Insecurity drives them mad Inferiority complex overtakes them As they ban mother tongues in offsprings Placing exotic tongues on pedestals At the expense of our cultural future.
This is not an attempt at poetry This is wake up call to Africa Be bold, be proud, be black! You are BEAUTIFUL!! You are AFRICAN!!!*