Teach Me Poem by Damilare Tella

Teach me, for twas claimed that "i am" empty at birth
Prior, twas claimed that "i am" is outside matter
Whether "i am" is empty or outside matter, i do not know
And i know that i do not know
Please teach me, for "i am" must Know

But, if you will teach me
Teach me with my mother's tongue
For twas in her soil the seed of me was planted
Teach me with my mother's tongue
For twas from her breast i quenched my first thirst
Teach me in my mother's tongue
For twas to her voice, was my first response
I beg you, teach me with my mother's tongue
And let my spirit align with my father's fathers

If you will teach me, teach me my father's ways
For twas he who labored the seed of me
Teach me my father's ways
For tis the root my fruit must spring forth
Teach me my father's ways
And help me bring down the wall his "masters" has built on my path
For tis like jail within and without

If you will call me, call me by my rightful name
Not by that his "masters" have christened him
If you will call me, call me by my rightful name
For tis my right to bear
Call me by my rightful name
And let the abode of my fathers be home to me