A Poem | Turyasingura Anita

Yesterday I hired a Chinese interpreter,
and i was speaking to the young generation in my village.
Of the future being bright
and the perfections it holds,

Of the many rich friends
the future comes with and
the various luxuries that
accompany the future,

Of the strength in men
the beauty in women
and the various opportunities
like being in the army,

Of one being a president and
sitting on the throne forever
for our village to enjoy the
privileges that come with
one of us,

Of you need not to do anything
for the future path is a paved one
and the light at the end of the
tunnel is always real.

Poet's note: It's an ironic poem about a failing community that has blind folded the young people into thinking everything is going on well in the community yet it's at the very of it's collapse. I wrote it for my community. Sad and hopeless.