Envying Scarcity

Its unfortunateThat selfishnessFeels so good.That self-worshipFeels like self-care,That small mindednessIs often the most convenient kind of thinking,That the low ambitionsOf the corruptLook like the good life,That we say “That’s just the way it is”About problems we could actually solve,That we secretly envy Our bullies because they are powerful,Unfortunate thatMany of the peopleThat championed advancementAlso championed […]

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Fancy new buildings

Are often fun to look atAnd beautiful to walk in.They are not too difficult to construct.With enough cashAnd the right peopleYou can erect quite a spectacle-A state of the art hospitalA beautiful mallA school that looks like Hogwarts.Much harder than thisIs to create a cultureThat brings out the very best out of peopleNo matter their […]

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Food Parcel

We appear to be far moreMotivatedTo offer Africans charityThan to take the necessary stepsTo see them onTheir own two feet.We project that generations unbornWill also depend on donationsWaiting, like always, at the back of the line.It seems that it is difficultTo look across the masses of AfricansAnd imagine themWell fedWell educatedProsperous.Oh, but we can give […]

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Glory days

We don’t always knowWe’re in the good old daysWhen we’re in them.When life more or less went according to planAnd seasons were predictable,When the money was goodAnd the love came easy-‘Glory days‘As it were.But not everything wasBetter in the past.Life before the pandemicWas not a bed of rosesAnd it turns outWhat someone calls the ‘Good […]

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The world we contend for

There will always be ill fortune. Decent people caught in indecent times Adrift on the sea with no wind in their sails Disaster will always find someone to visit. As long as there is a human race Selfishness will also persist There will always be fantastic flaws in human nature We always seem to find […]

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Gaslighting

The worst kind of tyrantIs the one who inflicts harm‘For your own good,’Believing that the axe they weildIs pruning dead branchesAnd not dismembering useful limbs,Casting doubtful glancesOver any claims of injustice,Calling indoctrinationAn educationAnd making reasonable argumentsFor unreasonable things.To be gaslighted is to be givenA meal of hungerA drink of thirstA real-world exerciseIn denying reality.

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Broken Femurs

Looking out for one anotherIs seminal to whyWe’ve made it so far.When anthropologists consideredThe first signs of civilisationThey looked forBroken femursThat had healed,As that meant that at some pointAfter breaking a legAnd invariably becoming a burden,The wounded person belongedTo the kind of communityThat cared for people,Who could not carry their own weight-For long enoughTo allow […]

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Giving it a name

Knowing why you struggleIs just as important as figuring out the journey to overcoming it.Some of us have struggledAnd for the longest timeWe could never quite figure outWhy we did.So in the absence of a clear culprit,in some misguided attempt to‘Pull ourselves up by the bootstraps’We decided to beat ourselves upAnd call it ‘discipline’Because we […]

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