I blame God

Looking beyond the crystal waves

that sparkle from the Gulf of Guinea

and sweep across the shores

to nourish this land beyond mention

I blame God for His benevolence

In this land;

where lives are tortured with words

and crucified by strange revelations,

I blame God for His benevolence

What if we all drank from the same black pot

ate from the ancient earthenware bowl

and slept with them in the mud kitchens?

God would’ve been kinder,

If we hadn’t seen the treasure

Who would’ve drained our blood?

Who would’ve

Created,

Looted, and

Shared?

And I blame God for this boon

Our sun that burns…

Help me blame God

For His benevolence…