Religion Won't Save Black Land.

Sakwa Franc

On cardinal points of compass, Bells of wisdom ring
Look North, South , East , West,  and find knowledge
Black men in Black suits , all with black cars with black eyes
Neither do they see nor blink, when Black Land bleeds
People are stuck in their traps , blindly drowns in oceans of religions


In every city and villages, eyes are glued on " idiot boxes"
To see and fave sermons, ever learning without understanding
Arrows of religion are poisonous , they devour a sober mind
Divisions on black land, brothers and sisters of different faiths fight
Educated minds have been poisoned, fangs of religions drains wisdom


All religions have a prophet, a teacher of truths or heresies
On black land are like sand in the sea, their lips are deadly vipers
" Plant seed and become rich", gullible members die poor
A gift to think and reason on Black Land, has altogether fled
Tents of religions consume time, without action their faith is dead


A spirit of deception rules, with strong waves it sweeps across on the Land
Only birds chirps wisdom, enchantment of their beaks release wisdom
Everyday shoots of religions sprung up, to bewitch black mind
Superstitions and fantasies , has become a fashion to display
All energy wasted in Western Springs , only to get false theology 


Black people drink poison, to test faith in tomyrot religions
Demons speak and dance with them, roots of evils  sank deeper on Land
Shiny suits for pastors , is a new budget next Sunday
Religions breathes air of hostilities, serenity on land is a myth
Towers of Babel are constructed, powers of religions now rules

 

Black land is poisoned, its children die before time
Sheikhs and Imams fuel divisions , claiming authority over Jehennah
Buddhis and Monks once uttered wisdom , twice have taught myths
Work is regarded useless, spiritual realms to feed people
Our schools have become a battle ground , grenades of religions explodes 


In a small thatched hut , rays of lights shines through cracks on the walls
This too reminds me of hope, Black people open your eyes and see
Let your minds be regenerated , lay aside your differences
All false doctrines to die, let business books be opened
Let this ray of lights in this hut, illuminate your minds.

  • Author: Francis (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 24th, 2022 11:43
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Comments3

  • Eugene S.

    Just noticed your poem after submitting mine. I think I was picking up on your wavelength a little. Great write for a blind world.

  • 2781

    In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.

    • Sakwa Franc

      And God was not in religion but He was in His Son Jesus Christ the light of the world John 8:12

    • 2781

      I just read this again, it is really good, my friend.



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