Thursday 13 November 2014
Written: 2014 (MY AFRICAN MENTAL PHYSICS [1])
Start: 12:30
MY LETTER TO
GOD
Dear God
I love all
the people that you have created…
I love all
the animals that you have created…
And I love
all the plants that you have created.
But… some
of the people, you have created Lord…
They do not
like us!
They chase
life and burn it…!
Some of the
animals, that, you created Lord…
They do not
like us!
They want
to devour and they want to destroy…!
And, some
of the plants, you created Lord…
They do not
like us!
They
treasure their privacy,
And sometimes are harmful to both people and
animals…!
How then do
I live, Lord…
How then do
I live?
Since, life
is the joy of my breathe!
How then
Lord…
Can I
explain, guns and bombs
That cross
through the skies…
With other
birds?
How then
Lord…
Can I
explain, diseases
That have
rampaged the skin of humanity…
To scaring
and swallowing its heart?
How then
Lord…
Can I
explain African Science
The
daughter Queen of Poverty…
That has
been imprisoned by these people,
Of hard
hearts, vengeance and revenge…
The
footsteps to their body, soul and spirits?
How then
Lord…
Can I
explain the mysterious disasters
That has
left our knowledge and understanding
Questioned
and imprisoned to fear of the unknown?
Oooooh
Lord- How then do we live…
How then do
we live?
Since we
love life…
And since
life is the joy of our breathe?
How are
those who passed through us?
Those who
left scares of memories…
And those
who know destiny by their hearts?
People in
their humanity…
They try to
negotiate some consciousness and consensus!
Why can’t I
talk to the animals?
Why can’t I
talk to the plants?
Maybe I
could sit down with them…
And
negotiate some consciousness and consensus!
Hey
guys…can you hear me?
Hey guys…
can you hear me?
That I can
do!
But…do I
hear them
When they
call me?
Do I hear
them?
Do I?
Do you?
How then do
I live, Lord…
How then do
I live?
Since, life
is the joy of my breathe!
Why is the
truth…
Not simply
given unto all?
Why does it
seem…
To be so
hidden beneath the earth’s caves?
A world of
plants and animals…
Where human
form cannot fit to understanding.
Lord… in my
prayer
Let our
ears open so that we can hear!
Let our
eyes see so that we can see!
Let our
mouths speak so that we can talk!
Oooooooh
Lord,
Let our
actions quicken…
So that we
can live in the sphere of truth!
For what we
hear…is limited to shallowness
For what we
see… is only the black and white cloth…
Without
even seeing who is holding these fabrics,
Or what is
even beyond this sight.
For what we
talk is gabrish, nambrish and sambrish…
Gugu-Gaga!
The advanced sophistication of our communication.
If we knew-
we knew- we would know!
Raise up-
you Prophet!
And
prophesy unto our lives…
Raise up-
you Priest!
And cleanse
us all…
Raise up-
you Wiseman!
And lead us
all…
Raise up-
you Teacher
And give us
all in all…
Lord…in my
prayer, I sit before my letter
A letter
written on this world’s tears
Written
with a sword of human love
And written
by an anointed and blessed micro-organism.
We live
We love
life
And we love
life Lord!
Let your
reply,
Diffuse
through our oxygen
Faster than
any kind of disease!
We
jealously guard our oxygen…Lord
Specifically
for your blessings…
Let your
reply,
Be all that
we hear
All that we
see
And all
that we speak!
Until
darkness, cruelty and clonation,
Has been
positioned to their proportions.
For that
which you created for us,
We keep
holding to…
Until Great
light shines unto all…
Forever and
ever!
Yours in
ink
Your Child
of Child
END: 15:05
By VaChikepe: The Poet
(+263) 0772 488 777
@Publishar
Publisher T.P Chikepe
(Reporting from Katanga Norton, Zimbabwe-Africa)
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