Its daybreak
Africa
And no one is shouting Eureka!
The dream is
still not realized
Nor the
vision finalized
It’s time
for the whores to have their sleep
And robbers
to gather what they did not reap
The
policeman cannot use his gun
So when the
thieves come, we all run
The hunters
leave to inspect their traps
The musicians
blow the dust off their harps
Cocoa
harvest was quite low
And so
farmers have no money to blow
Drivers’
horns are honking
Fishermen’s
wives are mongering
The tourists
enjoying the city’s view
A graduate
is late for an interview
Poor kids
trek for miles just to school
Rich kids
debating on which of dad’s car is cool
Child labour
everywhere
Men in nice
suits littering anywhere
Public
workers threaten to go on strike
Governments
dedicated solely to price hike
See how work
harden their palm
Yet the salary
would not come
Hopefully,
the dream will soon be realized
And the
vision finalized
But for now,
its daybreak Africa
And no one
is shouting Eureka!!
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