‘I wrote this poem some time ago and filed it away. Maybe as a result of where the world is going right now, it has suddenly come back into my mind. I thought I would share it with you.’ - Ben
ISMS, SCHISMS & RHYMES
WORDS:
Freely rolling from the mouth.
Words that can create good or bad, despite meaning.
They can be learned. They can be spoken and written.
When spoken and written, thoughts are provoked,
People are educated, misinformed, torn down,
Encouraged, shamed and left feeling small.
WORDS:
‘I’m not a racist but if he comes near my kid,
I’ll bloody well put my foot down. God didn’t
Plan it like that. Can you think of it, him in
Bed next to my child? What will their kids look like and
What will their chances with other kids be? No, I’m not
A racist… each one with their own, that’s what I say!’
WORDS:
Words that educate…‘to lead away from’
(that’s the dictionary definition)
WORDS:
ISMS, SCHISMS & RHYMES
‘Our father in heaven…’
Is that about the practice of a unified faith,
The bond that holds us together irrespective of difference?
Is that meant to divide on religious grounds or
Ideas of nationhood?
Is it about all people being at the same stage in human
Development, degradation, advancement, regression…?
Is it about a common ownership of the earth and all within it,
With emphasis on our need to prioritise an even
Distribution of support, resources and their mechanisms?
WORDS: ISMS, SCHISMS & RHYMES
Do to me as you would like me to do to you.
Or
Do not let the same man keep hold of the bread and the knife.
Or
Don’t insist on speaking for me…
Give me the platform, you’ll see that I can tell my own story
Better and with more accuracy.
By Ben Okafor
© CrimsonFlameMusic 2004