WHAT
HAPPENS ABROAD,
STAYS
ABROAD
From the
blackout capital of Accra do we move,
Straight to
the electrifying city of Tokyo.
From the
filth of Kaneshie do we travel,
Up to the
wonderful city of Calgary.
To the
awesome environment of Hawaii do we sneak out,
Away from the
air pollution of Agbogbloshie,
&
From the
indiscipline on the streets of Bantama do we escape,
Silently to
the order on the streets of London.
Through thick & thin,
We seek our way abroad.
We get there & work like Robocops.
Sweating & combining two,three jobs with very
little rest.
We pay our taxes diligently.
We do our very best to abide by laws of a foreign land.
We barely even flout laws relating to animals.
Our African leaders go visiting
And can’t help but fall in love with what they
experience.
No wonder most,if not all of them have their families
Either schooling or residing outside the shores of
Africa.
Sadly & unfortunately,
We return to our motherland
With the beauty & glamour experienced abroad left
behind us.
The wisdom, knowledge, discipline & order
All disappear before our flights touch down on the run
way.
We fail to litter the streets on London
Yet we easily mess up the streets of Osu upon our
return.
Our leaders attend seminars upon seminars,
Conferences upon conferences abroad
On how to make the best of the country’s resources.
Yet they return to export the country’s raw materials
in their unrefined state.
They waste tax payers’ money learning about
sustainable power generation
Yet return to lamely explain why we can’t have regular
supply of electricity.
We work tirelessly around the clock in Europe &
the Americas
Yet when we gain employment in our home country,
We tend to work as if we’re doing our paymasters a mega
favour.
Why can’t we replicate the positives we experience
abroad in our country?
Why can’t our so-called leaders replicate the paradise
they experience abroad
Here in their
home country?
Why can’t we work diligently & tirelessly
Like we do in foreign lands?
What hinders us from practicing the knowledge acquired
abroad
Here in our dear homeland?
I took the trouble to quiz an African politician about
this
And guess what he said….
‘My friend, this is Africa.
Whatever happens abroad,
Must stay abroad'
Hmmmm.........
ReplyDeleteA hitting the nail right of the head. A letter to Ghana I will say.
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