Baskadia

I am always deeply moved by the beauty and resilience of people with black skin.

In the tapestry of ebony hues, A symphony of grace and resilience, The people of ebony skin, A portrait of strength and brilliance. Their souls adorned with rich history, Stories etched in every line and curve, Through struggles and triumphs, They radiate a beauty that preserves. From the rhythm of their laughter, To the wisdom in their eyes, Their spirit dances with resilience, Underneath vast African skies.

The Biafran Igbo Man in Africa

I am an Igbo man. I am not American, nor am I European. We have our own rich culture, our unique way of life, and our distinct methods of addressing those who fail to respect themselves, regardless of who they are or what they think they represent. In our tradition, we do not apologize to elders who fail to respect themselves. The Igbo people are among the most intelligent and resilient tribes in Africa, if not the entire world. We don't beg to feed; we work diligently to develop any place we fi