The author of underdevelopment in my continent is Africa
Filled with misconceptions, distortions and odious options
Expression space, divergence case and pace than in America
Where despite challenges, meninges benefit from idea innovations.
You lock up freedom of expression in a straitjacket
Expecting somehow to achieve miracles
Despite stifling your development packet
Instead of relegating brave brains to sanitized spectacles.
Grow up beyond your mentality of restrictions
For any dissenting views and your penchant for cronyism
That erodes chances and glances at prescriptions
Unless you contemplate a prolonged plunge into nihilism.
Quit behaving as though you lived in a simplistic city
Where your misperceptions lead to no loss
In the committee of competing capitals where no pity
Counts regardless of where your luck you toss.
Crossing fingers after messing up ain't enough
If you aspire to break free from the temptation tree
You climb to smoke and poke into nostrils sentimental stuff
You'd best abandon with glee to finally break free.
Widen your wisdom to quit the kinky kingdom
Where you sadly wallow
Promoting folly and voting for the thiefdom
Where misconception and deception you allow.
Draconian dreams and sodden screams won't build your future
If you persist in creating your risible reality
Where despite proof to the contrary you culture
Illusions and delusions of dis-ease development devoid of humility.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Crossing fingers after messing up ain't enough is thought provoking. This poem is very brilliantly penned.10