Time Wasted
Time is too precious to waste.
Time has been wasted.
It flies with every blink.
Wasted, wasted on trivialities.
Baraka and mercy in time lost over time.
We can never regain lost times.
Relive the nightmare of our now realities.
Countries are in disarray.
People are at war.
The poor suffer more.
Youth without the hope of a decent future,
Time has shown us how wasteful we have been and still are.
Africa is one of the richest continents.
Africa is the poorest of the poor.
Famine, poverty grip the hearts and bodies of children.
Everybody too scared to speak their minds.
Raped by colonialism,
Raped by the west,
The instigators and third parties of all the chaos,
Time and time again they use the same strategy.
Half the world to blind to see how time has gone wasted.
The futures of our beloved Africa, in the hands of incompetent leaders
Greed in their hearts and blood on their hands,
Fall in the trap of divide and conquer.
Time precious, waits for no man
Wasted, wasted.
Copyright © Shining Bright | Year Posted 2014
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