Elusive Fate of Africa

Six decades after the slavers were gone Came along the dragon With fire to melt our mineral ore, trees to chop And heat for a sweatshop Politicians shake hands with eyes closed, as few hands get oiled So they build the castles, as the majority poor toil Nothing to show in the 21st century A homeland is no longer a sanctuary There is a death toll at shores of the Mediterranean sea If we are not filling up forms for green visa lottery