Hang Your Heads In Shame, Africans Poem by John Sensele

Africans, quit messing up the plot
Wake up and seize the time
Quit swimming in the pastime
Of dreaming, screaming and streaming a lot.

Africans, seek solutions in the right places
Tap vast resources God gave you
Excuses, excuses you offer a few
But excuses won't tie your lacklustre laces.

Africans, quit performing egregious experiments
Tinkering with cosmetic scripts
Slumbering on duty in crypts
Where you dream lie nutritional nourishments.

Africans, extinguish the fire in your quagmire
You conspire to hire at great cost
Building castles in the air as you toast
Fantasies you so lavishly and slavishly admire.

Africans, six decades ago you became independent
Your hair has grown gray
But little light urchins read in the ray
Of poverty on which their lives have become dependent.