African continent in my dream
Must be the most learned continent
Millions possess strong degrees
Obtained from various universities
Bachelor of Arts in creative miseries
Bachelor of Science in serial denials
Master of Arts in pure ignorance
Master of Science in durable sorrow
There are many doctoral degrees
Earned from Universities of hope
Awarded by the council of desire
After specialization in failed prayers
The degrees obtained by desire,
Are they of any value to this Africa?
Can they catapult Africa development?
Answers are deep in your heart!
Those offered only some education
Those ones denied all education
Children crashed in conflict zones
Babies who peep and go back home
The denied, the crashed, peepers
Go away with imaginary degrees
Bachelors, masters doctoral degrees
With wasted opportunities and loss
So it happens in African homeland
Who can redeem it if not the divine?
It has always been my naïve, farm-boy assumption,
That one attends college to attain a degree of gumption!
And furthermore that Daddy sends his kid to college,
Not so much to party but to obtain a modicum of knowledge!
I assume that the autocrats who abide in Washington D.C.,
Have attended college and somehow earned at least a BS Degree!
BS stands for Bachelor of Science Degree without equivocation,
But it seems in Washington, BS has assumed a different connotation!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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