I live in Africa, dark Africa, sad Africa
The sun rises in its corner, beats the cold out, but it’s still so dark
Because that’s what you told me.
I want you to see…
My Africa is more than a continent, more than a statistic
It’s a daily reality, to live to eat
It’s comparing how fair we are against a dark sky
It’s seeing privilege over another’s demise
When you laugh with the world and cry on your own
Africa is inside you already
The darkness you always perceived to be distant is now in your heart
When you feed like a god, dining with the Kings but in the end you lack sleep
The drought you heard about is in your house,
You married al-shabaab, see your life with that nagging wife
Look at you! You’re in the darkness too
Give your words meaning,
Speaking… You tell us our problems but who will tell you your own?
We are real, we all are.
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