Pride of AfricaBy Anita-Charlotte Okpeolou The sun that has shined down on me, Kissed my skin and made me strong I am from a line of women with pride Who fight for what they believe is true I was raised with a rage for glory, pride And loved by the ones before me I'm a passionate soldier with a golden heart And the blood of those women flows in me I was taught to use my intellect as a sword So that I can dream of victory and success I was built fearless, forged with traditions For Stella, the woman who carried me Celina the one who protected and cared for me, I'm standing tall, strong with respect and gratitude Thanks for shaping me into this unbreakable woman I am a survivor who collapsed many times before But stood stronger each time; never will I be destroyed By life or even by the wild wind of the tornado of death I'm a descendent of kings, queens, warriors and healers I am chained to a family known for its unnatural power Like a candle in the dark, I rise with pride to shine bright My light will carry on through future generations As a stronghold of wealth, love and faith in God I am the daughter of the moon, kings, healers and warriors My story is a chanted one and will be told far after I'm gone With the blood of kings flowing through my veins, I am proud to be Anita-Charlotte Okpeolou, Daughter of Stella Anthony Daughter of Celina Connie Pride of my family Pride of Africa Copyright 2009. All rights reserved. |