Images and Sounds


We have all seen images of hatred,
Raised whip in hand, frozen mid-air,
Corporate cuff linked wrists,
Emblems of Law and responsibility,
“Policy” the sponsored fragrance dabbed hurriedly,
On wrists that reek of expedient governance.
We all have heard the sounds of prejudice,
Voices raised on Vinyl,
The stylus tripped by a minuscule fluff, skips,
And repeats the lies, over and over,
“Taking our jobs,” “The poor are lazy,”
Nudged, it moves, to the next set of lies.
A crucified man, crowned with thorns,
Hangs, bloodied, sore, hungry and thirsty,
A body sore with pain, a heart sore with love,
Enduring The Law’s heavy hands,
And obscenities while he hangs on the cross,
Pleads Forgiveness and Mercy for them.
We enshrine them with compassion,
In shrines we visit and revisit,
To pray for the hands and voices,
The Unforgiving and the relentless,
And offer Forgiveness and Mercy,
With a hope that hearts may change.
We all have an image of love,
Somebody binding a beggar’s open wounds,
A person giving a coat to the naked,
A child helping an old person cross a street,
Offering love, where none is found,
Why then, are these images so sparse and rare?

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Gye Nyame  
Meaning: “Except God”
No one lives who saw its beginning and no one will live to see it’s end, except God. “
Symbol of the omnipotence and the omnipresence of God.
(Fear no one, except God.)
From the Akan of Ghana






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