You Are God Poem by Michael Oluwasegun Adesiji

Your colour speaks of better chances
Privileges mine so lack
You carry a skin englued to validity
You tour the world of hates and racists
With an audacity of safety
Shall I do the same?
How dare me!

You are White, You are God.

Myths and fables tell of me
Being clothed as the devil
Of course, everyone loves
The elegance of an angel
Everyone loves
The crystal shades of snow
And not that of the coal
Not like we picked, nature picked the both.
But, your beauty is far from earthly
Your fabric is so heavenly
Never pray to wear mine a day
It is the garment of pains and sorrow.

You are white, You are God.

Where the skin speaks
Before essense, I am the victim
Where the zoo-fits get called,
I am to say present.

Have you even had a knee
On your neck
With a plea to death
Through a ceased breath?

Have you even found
A reason to protest?
I did, I had one
That changed nothing,
Not even justice
To wipe my streaming tears.

Have you ever spent a day
Being treated a devil?
Have you wept
Through the night, a devil.
To rise again, a devil?
And to think of the rest
Of your days still,
A devil?
Think no more, my angelic friend.

You are White, You Are God.

©Onyedikachi: The Cub To The Seven Gods.