I am manifestly not ready yet to exist
in a realm with the immediate thought,
anger and fury felt on reading small-
minded politicians misleading African
peoples in order to keep exploiting
them under repressive systems
Unwilling to admit outdated, unsuitable
systems keep Africa subservient to
rising Eastern and South American
continents makes me wish for their
spectacular end by fire, lightning,
missile or nuclear devices
Cannot become higher awareness of
loving consciousness while thoughts of
immediate retribution visited upon mean
exploiters too easily fills my head, doomed
to earthly existence until learned to
forgive violations of human rights
Politicians are the true spawn of hell,
origin of prophecies of an Armageddon
created new Universe where free men
shall not own their futures; they are
people who blackmail humanitarian
organisations, emptying the nation’s
coffers while blaming the West for
their deficits…
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