It is no wonder that there is such waiting in Africa
Arrivals
Departures
Programs that may never happen
Minutes are moments that last into maybes
While we sit on exteriors of post-colonialisms, contemplating neo-colonial windows
It is no wonder that all waiting is everywhere in Africa
What is the hurry for the cue - revolution may erupt at the beginning of the line
This time line of history
Hurry up, for what - I wonder
Rushing home to burned timbers, stolen children, raped wives
Quickly taking cover for destruction of tomorrow
Possibly
Never
We are so accustomed to the guarantee, so we rapidly usher in for completion
Yet, Africa waits
For exploitation
For surrender
For culture clash
For upheaval
It makes perfect sense that Africa has its own time -
No clocks, no tick tocks
The arrival of the hour may only bring disappointment
Dust waits
waiting on another print to set it running
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