When man first discovered that God,
was not between his legs,
He set out to find the diviner’s rod,
And fill his flesh bowl with cloud dregs,
The Nazarene walked the seas and earth,
He resurrected dead men and corneas,
He calmed seas and diseases of the earth,
Some say he rode on a donkey not an ass,
The man from Mecca walked the dry deserts of history’s pages,
Said five prayers to the one God,
And sought payment in the blood of cows for man’s wages,
Some say he put great faith in a starving man’s word,
The cross legged man wouldn’t hurt a fly,
He sat prone for eons, searching for the still blade,
With which he could split open the bowels of the sky,
Some say he sat so still, he became stone and began to fade,
When they met on the hills, between here and there,
They shared a hug, a laugh and a mat,
And made a pact, of who, what, when and where,
And gave Agape the keys to world and man.
‘THE PACT’ by Onwuasoanya Chika Tobi, a multiple award-winning poet and spoken word artist, won the March edition of the BRIGITTE POIRSON POETRY CONTEST 2015 themed ‘MAN AND RELIGION’.
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