A Letter To African Leaders Poem by AMADU KAMARA

Dear African Leaders,
I am writing this letter as a speaker for the plebeians
From whom governments are formed
Through their patriotism to the ballot boxes
With the hopes of a pay back service in their own coins.
Political manifestos are the rhythm of the standstill promises
That the ear of the people dances to, if sun shines tomorrow.
His/her excellencies, why are we still in questions
Of the fabricated stories about the heavens
You will build if the wind blows?
The people's patriotism of voting a government
Is so damn enjoyable with no regrets
Like a sugar cane but in vice versa.
The united we are as a people,
The stronger we are as a nation and the better we are as a continent
Because it is only when threads are united
A cloth can be sown but if all of you
Are united with exploitation and disunited with development
Then what about the natives of the land
Who cannot toil their shattered hopes and dreams?
In our homeland, we live our lives like a skinny jean
By which you are affluent and occupies the free waist band
While we are poor and occupy the tight legs outfit.
You have destroyed patriotism in our hearts by exploiting what is meant for us
And developing foreign lands
By making us impoverish at home
And we are still amaze at your theft services.
As indigenes of the land, we are voiceless
Because the gun and prison takes control
Of our freedom of speeches but
We are optimistic to hear the echoes of our voices
When we meet on the day of resurrection.
Thanks for hearing me out as a native of the land.