Between Christ & Country

 

Between Christ & Country

 

 

Somewhere between Christ & country

I find myself trapped in this layer of soot

This dark sticky vibe that travels and hides

in the shadows of your truest opinion

What you really think is we aren’t half as bright

as you thought we were ten thousand years ago

when we started this thing

but my light still shines…

Even in my own mind I sometimes doubt my own self worth

suddenly struck by this destructive self conditioning

so cleverly bred into me through generations

of mistrust, lust and hate

So I ask… what happened to the generation gap?

I can see it right in front of me

caught somewhere between Christ & country

my ten year old son knowing the sin from the Son

further separated from self that is the essence of self

in fatal attempts to blend into that

“God’s country” way of thought

or could that just be the condition

conditioning me into the false belief

that something must be wrong with what I see..

See.. it doesn’t take a conspiracy nor a theory

to commit a conspiracy so complete as this deep seated feat

As people we live what we learn

if you are taught that I am less than you

and I am taught that I am less than you too

what more need a man do?

Don’t confuse yourself with the things that we’re told

cause I hear it a lot

we’re told that we’re equal

but we’re taught that we’re not

so which is the truth and which is the plot

If you’re the misfortunate.. I’ll have to say not

Else ninety five percent of the world’s wealth

wouldn’t be controlled by less than ten percent of it’s population

half of which happened to be U.S. citizens

now ain’t that something to be proud of…

Somewhere between Christ & country

history is summoning all it’s strength

trying to hold this thing together

hanging on by a thread

History has been sewn and sewn again

So many times over

That it’s become hard to tell.. the water from the well

How long can I go on hoping that the inside of me

Touches deep inside of you

changing all that is blue into all that is true

into something all new

Somewhere between Christ & country

here I stand

one foot in the Mississippi

on foot in the Nile

I hold the Sun in my hands

and I am blind.

 

no~poet

Reviews

[Mz. Rosilyn Vanessa]

This piece was so beautiful and deep. I felt as though you were talking to me about what is truly going in the world. My eyes and heart was open to every word that was written. What, you have wrote has made me want to take a deeper look into my heart and soul. Again, this piece is well written.