Africa

[heslopian]

Edit 3

I let my eyes wander fearlessly astray "Fearlessly" is an effective word choice.
from one star to the next in rapid pace,
getting lost and ending up far, far away
on the night sky of a tropic place "Tropic" is a good word here; it clarifies, somewhat, an originally confusing line.

And under its moon so round and bold
I see shadows labour though the sun has set. "Labour" is a much stronger word than "working" here.
Still their hands are empty and cold;
their foreheads dusty, bathing in sweat

These assiduous souls who own not a pen So the hands and foreheads belong to the "assiduous souls"? This is clearer than it was in your original draft, though a comma after "sweat" would really clarify it. Also, seeing as the other first letters of each line aren't capitalised (besides "I" and those which begin sentences, of course) it might also help if you make "These" lower case. That would make it clear that "these assiduous souls..." is a continuation of the sentence begun in line three of verse two.
– what do they do if they want to write? – Good use of parenthesis.
they, who lie sleepless in a humble den Is "humble" needed?
awake with inspiration and without a light Great line. The contrast of "with" and "without" makes it moving.

I inquire about? the abundance on our hemisphere; Should "on" be "of"? "On" feels inappropriate.
all our papers, pencils, erasers, and books. This is much clearer than it was in your original draft; the narrator's wondering how their part of the world ended up with its many tools of expression.
Some of them must have been taken from there
carved out of an old Adansonia’s crooks So Africa inspired or originated western tools of expression, making rudimentary stationary from trees; is that what you're suggesting?

The poem is stronger and clearer than it was, though I really can't see the connection to neo-colonialism. When I read that in reply to our feedback I was surprised; I hadn't noticed any hint of colonialism in the original poem, and I still can't see it in Edit 3. The narrator is clearly not native to Africa, but that in itself is nowhere near enough to suggest neo-colonialism. The poem just seems like a western tourist pondering Africa in relation to his own place of origin. JMHO, of course. Thank you for the read