Glowing And Die [REVISED]

The emotional colouration of mind, idea and construction
which combine creating personality seems to be neutral
for noble hard-working high-principled people here in the
office. My personality craves excitement, change and joy
in the form of making others laugh, a great time for all;
listening to Contes d’Hoffman to block out laughter and
silence alike, craving sleep to escape from boredom in

Learning about road improvements for which they need
donors as money was spent on wars and criminal deals
such that new funds are allocated the same way, and
after administrators, politicians, law-and-order forces 
pilfer the fund, only a remnant will reach constructors of
roads who split the rest complaining in grandiose African
fashion they need more to get even the most basic

Job done – eh! Seems like my emotions colour all my ideas
in black and white, good and bad in conflict all the time, the
black of cynical suspicion growing bigger and overflowing all
hope for Africa and its sad transport systems, people receive
no education or moral principles to understand the wonderful
result of cause and effect, doing your best and being on time;
let me play the game of little official small bureaucrat toeing

The line while watching Africa’s fires glowing, and die…

9 September 2013