My Savior’s vision for our continent is founded on an Everlasting understanding of what our basic needs are in Africa and the Pan-African diaspora.
America is governed by greed. The world is turning into America; our grounds have already been invaded by her seed. She gave herself to the idolatry practiced by Pharisees. Money is all she sees. Mammon is all she worships. And humanity is full of sadness; happiness has ceased. How many offered their title up like Sadducees?
Please hold on to my left hand and enter my universe; it will never be dissolved. It is as innocent as my naivety- similar to a dove. It is not from here but above. I believe in Love. Let’s love again and talk about our deepest issues, finding a way to get them resolved.
I found my Muse, please do not be amused. You will see.
And as you see, my afternoon escape could not have been before.
Noon. Your beauty is as attractive as the sweetest of honey.
You swept me off my feet as soon as you smiled.
And as you smiled, you radiated a breeze that alleviated
My heavy thought. Where have you been and why now?
Honesty made room to deontology which made room to doxology.
That was a break from this [ever] Heavy thought; beauty fades away, the Spirit remains and forever will dwell so let us get back to our Foundations. Poetry.
© Christian Djimra Koumtog