(GTF)Out of Africa

We all want to help

The squalid

Little kid

But trust me

Stay home

You’ll be glad that you did

Your donations

Don’t make it

Don’t make a dent

Save it

Corruption is permanent

Cracks in the pavement

If even a cent’s

Spent on people,

Won’t change it

Imperial culture’s

The vulture

So blame it

Like HIV/Aids

Foreign aid is a band-aid

On old, open wounds

Precede even the slave trade

And can’t be unmade

With free trade

And some wage slaves

So come for your photo ops

Droppin’ like tsetse flies

Stop with the white savior

Ivory lies

And buy

Some useless handicraft crap

And get out

Before you feast your eyes

On the famines of drought

Or become one of millions

Of orphans in slums

You can read them a book

As they’re playing with guns

For some problems

Are just not your problem

To solve

And some people don’t need to be saved

Or “evolve”

To whatever the rest of the West’s

Best intent

Was hellbent

To pave their Rhodesia’s

With heaven-sent

Diamond minds

To enlighten

The Dark Continent