AM AN APE,RIGHT, BUT WHY AM I LIKE YO

A Poem by Sanaa kwa mtaa

Racism is an evil we need to cast away into the abyss

you call me an ape,
not to my necks nape,
its to my face,
to my face brother,
you call me an ape.

I dont blame you,
i got no qualms with you,
yes, am an ape,
an ape sister,
that walks like you,
talks like you
breathes like you,
and does whatever you do.

Am an ape mama,
an ape that learns with your son,
am a primate papa,
a primate that dances with your daughter,
plays with your children,
and goes to church as you.

Haha, am a proud ape,
proud coz we look alike,
act a like,
and believe a like,
mhh yeah, am a super happy monkey,
happy coz i know what you know,
believe what you believe,
and eat what you eat,
Ooh yeah mister,
am a grateful ape.