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I come from the race of the black people
Black culture
Black ancestry
Prominent people; Dangote, Obama, Ali, Nkrumah, Mandela
The tales of our forefathers
Gives us a sense of belonging
Our skin colour gives us away
Our hair so black and beautiful
And the beating of the talking drum
Makes us move with our waist, hands and legs in sink
We are bold and beautiful
Ambitious and determined
Powerful and Opinionated
Hardworking and Focused
Nothing can deter us
From slavery to bondage
We are still stronger than ever
Paving way for the younger generation
My oh my
Nothing compares to our tasty delicacies
From jollof rice to banku
From Egusi to ob)no
From sadza to Vegetable soup
MMMM......DELISH!!!!!!
Africa a spice of life
Africa a place of versatility 
Africa a place I call home
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Sorry for not posting in awhile


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