This week’s contribution to the ‘Cain Prize carnival’. Written in response to the short story ‘Foreign Aid’ by Pede Hollist, available to download here. Thank you, Pede, for this vivid snapshot of a place and its people, and what happens when the self-made ‘American’ man goes home to keep the promises he made a lifetime ago.
Balogun Bro-yankee is not a nice man
Hands out the money like anyone can
He thinks with his knob and he yells with his gob
Believes in machines and his grand masterplan.
Women and kiddies are objects indeed
One is to please and the other breeds greed
Corruption, disruption, destruction, seduction:
They take and they fake but they’re always in need.
But wait: there are some who are not overthrown
Who value their virtue, their knowledge, their own
Skylarks midst loansharks and proud oligarchs –
They may spread their wings but they’ll always fly home.
Imagine a future which might just be bright.
Where friends make amends, whatever their plight
Forget it, you left it, you bet it, regret it:
Minista owns all; your sister was right.
Yet were you surprised to find trouble and strife?
That dollars breed daggers: run for your life.
Homeless and haunted, dumb-ass and daunted,
Return to your lair, to your prison, your wife.
Other members of this week’s carnival procession:
Beverley Nambozo Nsengiyunva http://walkingdiplomat.blogspot.com/2013/06/bev-is-blogging-caine-foreign-aid-by.html
- Scott Ross: http://backslashscott.wordpress.com/2013/06/05/caine-blog-foreign-aid-by-pede-hollist/
Aishwarya Subramanian http://www.practicallymarzipan.com/2013/06/pede-hollist-foreign-aid-2.html
Katie Reid for Africa in Words: http://africainwords.com/2013/06/07/blogging-the-caine-prize-pede-hollists-foreign-aid/