Wilt Thou Be Made Whole? Poem by samuel nze

Jesus looks at Nigeria
As once he beheld the leper
He asks the historic quiz
Wilt thou be made whole?

The pharisees are the government
Sneering at this saviour
You must not cure a man
On Sabbath day.

Sabbath is everyday in Nigeria
We do not stretch our hands
No healing can take place
It is hard work.

But he still asks,
Persists
Coaxes with countless entreaties
Wilt thou be made whole?

Gloomy import-based economy
One commodity alone for sale
Social injustice the livelong day -
And you would not be made whole?

The leper stretched forth his hand
And received his healing
But the pharisees withdrew to plan
To kill Jesus.

We keep our disease covered
Who cares for healing!
Jesus withdraws
To bemoan our government.

Our pharisees have the alternative
We will not be made whole
We will rather go on
The way we are.