To Whom It May Concern - Poem by Masa MbathaOpasha
TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN
Absolutely fantastic! The world before me
Utterly horrendous! The acts of man
against himself and other beings
Fear finds home in my mind
when I think of our capacity for evilness
I see you taking photographs everywhere
then selling them for millions
from London to Los Angeles
You say you “save the children”
yet eighty six thousands still die everyday
You search for a safe earth without poverty
Yet you throw away food in tons every minute
Why do you talk about peace only to invent war?
Why do you announce brotherhood of mankind
when you keep promoting discrimination
through sex, age, race or color?
Why do you lie to humanity
Using your synagogues, temples and mosques?
Your religions hide in themselves sacred lies?
You prophesy love while you reveal hatred
You say I should kill for your Paradise…
Who are you really?
Thank goodness my tribe is not holy
My clan is not of high priests,
Rabies, monks and popes!
I cannot blame you
for your wrongs are equally mine
But whoever you are I’ll care for you
Till death do us part…
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