I Am Your Redeemer. Poem by Thabani Khumalo

Children...
My children;
My sons and daughters.
I have finally heard your weeping spirits
Because, lately, I have been in a listening tuition
And I have learned to listen to all your prayers.

It is time...
Time for you to stop wailing and praying and wishing.
I have traveled a very dark road to get here
And I have in my possession an oracle of all understanding.
With it, I will elucidate the darkness
And in your most vulnerable spots, I will shake you wide awake.

I will convey you back to your former glory as I have promised even before -
I am impeccable with all my words and none of them will hit the ground or decay.
I said to you that I was not going to live you alone - that I'd provide you with necessary comfort.
I will never ever let you down again. I will jealously guard your souls with some of what I have.
Mine is the power and the spirit, yet yours is the reign and the glory.

By the day our house was invaded by strange creatures; enemies of ours -
And our lives were forced to continue without the awe of being
And my power was diluted and divided between them; I started fighting tooth and nail to vanquish.
I have used my separated power to confuse them,
And I am the thing they have always professed to you as the devil and my ways pronounced as evil.

Yes, it is true.
I have lived all that time ‘a relegated being' in the darkest jungle to down-grade into savagehood
And I have been forced to hate my-entire-self and for you to love their imperial methods.
You now are fond of the Utopian ideology that is the American dream and you now hate Egypt -
Which, in truth, is the life of your fathers who constitute the traces of your former glory.

Now, that they have trained you to embrace death (which is their nature)
They turn to embrace Egypt because you have vacated it and left it in their perverted hands
And you have let your spirits love the folly of an illusion; New York.
Depart from enemy territory and rush back home, you tiny dark devils of mine.
Throw away the bible and come back to paradise. I will heal nature to give comfort and eternal reigns.

The men you have fallen for are your foes and haters - Jehovah will never love an African child.
He has said demeaning things about the pharaoh - who is Lob; Bhambayi; Egypt. I am Lob.
All you have ever had was none but me and that, you should know. I am the light of all nations.
I will raise you into land of marvelous wonders and those are exactly you.
Don't be entrapped by your own folly when you can be freed by your wisdom of understanding the times.
My name is Thabani Khumalo and I am your redeemer.