Truth on the Wire

Kriol on the beat, young ones chase Lisboa skies, But the facts ain’t straight, they believe in bigger lies. Think the grants are plenty? Nah, the truth’s more tight, Scholarships and pass rates change who takes that flight. When school is paid for, more will cross that line, But honest info means less drop out in time. From Ghana to India, skills don’t fade away, New schools rise up, more nurses on the way. Diaspora sending money, knowledge, trade, and deals, Returnees build businesses, change the way it feels. The migrant gains the most, but the home can grow, If leaders back education and let the networks flow. Truth on the wire, from backway to hire, We learn, earn, return and inspire. At the spaza shop, the mobile sings a tone, Cash turns digital, no need to walk alone. When floods hit hard, remittances arrive, Food stays steady, families survive. But with less farm work, youth hit the road, Cheap transfers push them down a new mode. At first it looked small, just a shop or two, But check it again — returnees break through. Back from abroad, they open and they trade, The numbers are bigger once the math is made. So build safe routes, let the workers roam, Then watch them return and invest back home. Truth on the wire, from backway to hire, We learn, earn, return and inspire. Mandinka drums talk risk on the street, Youth think death is higher than it really beat. Dream of permits, odds look strong, But the figures are twisted, the maths is wrong. Give them the truth and their choices shift, Safer roads ahead, that’s the gift. Truth on the wire, from backway to hire, We learn, earn, return and inspire.