Maya Angelou

(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)

Savior - Poem by Maya Angelou

Petulant priests, greedy
centurions, and one million
incensed gestures stand
between your love and me.

Your agape sacrifice
is reduced to colored glass,
vapid penance, and the
tedium of ritual.

Your footprints yet
mark the crest of
billowing seas but
your joy
fades upon the tablets
of ordained prophets.

Visit us again, Savior.
Your children, burdened with
disbelief, blinded by a patina
of wisdom,
carom down this vale of
fear. We cry for you
although we have lost
your name.


Comments about Savior by Maya Angelou

  • Pita Nuba (11/12/2017 3:48:00 PM)


    ....We cry for you although we have lost your name...What a line! what a mind? i can't seem to close my eyes without seeing this. Its so beautiful.... (Report) Reply

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  • Rogelio Guillermo (10/11/2017 9:05:00 AM)


    This poem should be read by every parishioner... should be read more often than reading their Bibles, in fact. (Report) Reply

  • Sabita Sahoo (9/20/2017 3:08:00 PM)


    Your footprints yet
    mark the crest of
    billowing seas but
    your joy
    fades upon the tablets
    of ordained prophets.
    Nice work poet.
    (Report) Reply

  • (8/29/2017 2:36:00 PM)


    Pomp, Circumstance and rituals do not make good the people who view them. Nor those that perform them. It does however, give people focus for the few moments of something other than self. Does one need it to love others as Christ did? No. Do people need to spend time searching truth within themselves and become more mindful? Yes, we perhaps do. We all tend to keep busy with all the other important stuff of life and faith and demonstration goes to the back of the queue. Ceremony is I believe, an important part of living but for me, I think everyday we have our own ways of performing rituals that connect us to the spiritual love we should demonstrate and not necessarilly follow the incense and colored glass blindly. In other words, if you believe in the lessons and teachings of Christ or for that matter, who ever it is you believe in, then keep them in your sights. Maya is Awesome! (Report) Reply

  • Susan Williams (6/9/2016 5:04:00 PM)


    A believer's trust in and love of Christ is never vapid. It is never weak. I don't know where these vapid people and preachers come from, but I have discovered much more vital and alive people in the churches I have attended and belonged to- -guess I'm a very lucky individual! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • (6/9/2016 10:15:00 AM)


    I blame all parsons, for the lies they preach. (Report) Reply

  • Barry Middleton (6/9/2016 7:32:00 AM)


    Vapid. That is what Christ's message has become. What a shame. (Report) Reply

  • Bharati Nayak (6/9/2016 5:17:00 AM)


    Your agape sacrifice
    is reduced to colored glass
    vapid penance
    and tedium of rituals- - - Perhaps Maya Angelou thought that rituals have burdened true spirit of Christianity.
    (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (6/9/2016 4:02:00 AM)


    Burdened with disbelief! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • (5/5/2016 3:07:00 AM)


    It took me sometime and gave me a lot of pleasure to sort this one out. I had heard of Terry Pratchett but had not read Discworld. She is so accurate voicing just how the two thousand years have diluted the life of Jesus Christ. In a strange way he is more famous than ever yet he has been absorbed into the commonplace. (Report) Reply

  • Brian Huber (4/1/2016 8:47:00 PM)


    An awesome poem. One of my favorites, of Maya's.j (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 9, 2016



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