No, Your God Is Not Mine Poem by Yehualashet Teshome

Been a fool all along
Worshipping your god
Blue eyed, blond angels
Made in your image
My prayers not answered
Been wondering why
Now I found out
With tears in my eyes
Your god was not mine
Been a sinner all my life
Praying to your egregore
Wasting my time
My energy sucked dry
Crying in the wrong grave
What a fool I was
Thinking your god was mine
When God lives in my heart
That is why you hate me
That is why you kill me
Segregation, arrogance, hatred, and racism
Justified by your god
Engraved in your bible
In your Koran, Talmud
You are the chosen one
It is all right to hate me
Mortal sin to love me
An abomination to feel my pain
We have nothing in common
My God was jealous
When I worshipped yours
When I went to your church
We are so different
And yet I believed
Your god was mine
White, arrogant, punitive, and racist
Jealous filled with emotions
Told me to read the bible
Hundreds of pages
Written in parables
In a language, I don't understand
Every logic defied
Have faith and don't contemplate
Told me to stay poor
Pray for my daily bread
While looting the gold
From my backyard
Taught me to stay poor
With an empty stomach
So, I can get to heaven
Your almighty egregore
So cunning and cruel
No, Sir, your god is not mine
I am nowhere in your bible
Nowhere in your church
Full of white saints and gods
Paintings in gold
Do you see me there?
I don't
Cause your god is not mine
You chocked the black man
Shot him in the head
Raped his woman
But played victim
For stress and stuff
Blaming the dead
And went to your church
To receive a blessing
What a fool I was
To think your god was mine