This article attempts an Afrocentric reading of My Son by two renowned Zimbabwean poets, Albert Nyathi and Ignatius Mabasa. The book is targeted at the young and impressionable African minds during the era of globalisation which threatens to sweep the culturally unstable and feeble off their feet. The work of art is a bold step towards asserting the utilitarian and enduring African cultural resources in spite of the spirited centuries-old onslaught on the African psyche. Thus the book provides a fulcrum upon which to culturally anchor the young African. It is a book that celebrates African-centredness leading to cultural ‘locatedness’, polemics best exposed by an Afrocentric reading employed in this analysis.