Look, this shit of mine,
I write it often,
I write it open,
For my peace of mind.
I’m the first class shitizen
(Struggling to be a citizen)
From the Republic of Shithole
Petitioning the Union of Shithole.
To you under his ass,
Who look down on us
And what you see is all shitholes
As we look up and see all assholes,
If Trump calls us Shithole residents,
How won’t you be Shithole Presidents?
When he looks up he sees you as Assholeans,
Then down he looks and sees us as Shitholeans!
Therefore, Your X-cellencies, this shit is on us whole,
For we’ve turned our continent into a bloody Asshole!
With our situation neither getting eased in the East,
Change! Else we continue to waste away in the West!
Book Title: The Eased Africa I Want
Poem #101: From The Shitizen To The Union of Shithole
Poet: Jon Pen de Ngong
Series: Politics in Poetics
Publisher: Master Text Collector Ltd.
Time of Plublication: February 2018