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Afrika, those footballs and T -Shirts you sent me were shit.

Give me a leopard.



Afrika...

         I don't know who to be angry at

         so I'm writing this letter to you.



Stop beaming in images of starving,

                  smiling children.



Afrika;

Sanitation,

Healthcare,

Centralised Government,

Whoop.



In the slums of the suburbs, the fields of the factories,

in the mass graves of bars,



                   An army is rising.



An army of millions of well dressed, inertiatic spastics

with

                   Nowhere to go

                   Nothing to say

                   Nothing to be.



Afrika, you can't innoculate against these

diseases of the mind.



         I'll give you my dinner

        if you give me your soul.



Today's headline Afrika;

JENNIFER ELLISON CAUGHT IN TOPLESS ROMP.

I'm not joking.

This is the beating heart of the West,

the screaming soul of the

White Man's Culture.

If you ever beat illiteracy,

             This will beat you.



Don't worry Afrika. Our

            supermarkets stock Fair Trade Bananas.

Nobody buys them tho.

You should see the smug fucking looks

            on our faces.



Afrika, I had to use all my eggs

so I baked a cake and

threw it in the bin.

I buy bottled water 'cause it tastes better.

Fuck you.



                Afrika, I swear

we were all Communists at heart

until the Credit Crunch shook

it's invisible fists.

Now we're all pissing ourselves.



My heart writes poetry a pen

will never understand.

       The Size of your Sun.



Hope, Afrika.

You can have today, I will trade you the

present,

but you're going to have to give me your future.



Time, Afrika.

One day you might know the

pain

of outliving your own soul.