Am
I African Enough?
By Cedric Bolton and Erica Hawthorne
As I stood under the goodnight moon
POSITIONED
absorbing the sounds of the
African drums
as the elders lead the ceremonies
through the valley of truth and history
I did NOT move
I did NOT say a word
even If
the STING of the African Killer Bee STUNG me
It would not have bothered me, ya see.
I’m looking out & envisioning
the lay of the land
AFRICA!
I look out onto the city landscape
and want to escape from the injustice
I
see
get
lost in sacred ceremonies
that take me far from
these city streets
b/c all I have is this memory of societies
built on the backs of people like me
whose color they dismiss
whose very essence they insist is not
African enough
DESPITE
our
history.
Can you hear it? The
drums and the flashin’ of
three-dimensional dancin’ faces movin’
like clubs scenes with hip-hop beats groovin’
to tunes of traditional African congas beatin’
on the hearts of Africans with skin like
MUD and the Tribal Marks to prove
to the sound of "what's
going on" hearts on march in
Washington,
firm fros and raised fists to symbolize the new
"the rhythm Africa”
the revolution of Black America
the people African
the African-American people
listen up educators of the world
Africans are coming out
with
360 DEGREES of self knowledge
taking trips from Global Campus to Kumasi,
Liberia and Zimbabwe
to visit our relatives
who have been waiting for us
and they’re clapping
and they are clapping
heavily
for the doctors
lawyers
engineers
and teachers
singers
dancers
poets
AND
preachers
turning blind third-eyes into believers
who will come back
with the culture of the
Africans in America?
So, tell me
Am I African enough?
If I use the African Drums to drop hip-hop beats
Am I African Enough?
If I cut a piece of Kente to make my clothes
Am I African Enough?
If I took the first fruits to start a celebration
and
combined it with the African to seal the combination,
So,
we’ll never be separated from those who we have been
away from
for centuries upon centuries
but
the breakin’ beats in the African Congas will connect the
Warrior with the Scholar
and
the Scholar with the Warrior
and
they will chant as
Marcus Garvey chanted
Africa for the African,
Africa for the African
IN America
Africa
to those who believe,
AFRICA FOR YOU
AFRICA
FOR ME
but
we know that
there will always be someone outside of the circle
one
who don’t understand the purpose
of
bridging
lines
of
African and Black American hearts and minds
and
you’ll still find that
there are those who will still ask’
with corporate dreads and Baldheads,
tight Easter suits and alligator shoes,
P-H-A-T Hip-hop attire and two way sky pagers
during this interlude
Black Americans will continues to ask
in economically challenged communities
there are those who will still ask
if I’m doing my community duty
if paying homeage is in vain
or if
I’ve forgotten my African name
or if
my braids are just a front
for some tie to my history
that
I want…
but
to
all of this we reply…
I
AM AFRICAN ENOUGH!