I'Ll Rise Poem by James Ogunjimi

Kept down by the elders' greed,
Seeing nothing daily but their evil deeds,
Watching bloody clashes over lands and borders;
Incessant wars over who gets more than the others.
But in spite of these I'll rise,
For I'm an African child, and my future is bright.

Brothers kidnapped by bloodthirsty warlords as child-soldiers,
Sisters abducted by brainwashed terrorists as child-wives,
While sons are left to the mercy of the streets to live their lives,
Daughters are married off as toddlers to the highest bidder.
But in spite of these I'll rise,
For I'm an African child and my future is bright.