Friday, 29 April 2011

A Poem, A Prayer

Dear Lord
As I seek to grow in your Love & Faith,
And find spirituality and goodness in the world around me.
Let me learn from the humble, the meek and the peacemakers.
Let me learn of your greatness in however you are,
Male or Female, in your Godly form
Or Nature’s spirits
Of ancestors or Mother Earth.
Let me question those who would bring me man’s truth
And not Your own.
Let my ears be closed to those whose church spread the globe
Because they had invented sail and musket.
Or branded darker skin on Caribbean plantations,
Carving up the continent which birthed humanity.
Let me beware of those who fought wars in your name,
And represent you through uniforms in church
That honour parade grounds and institutionalised pain,
Yet they teach me your Son was of absolute peace.
Let me learn of churches and faiths closer to you
Whose meaning has been trodden by centuries of oppression
And devalued to labels of evil by those who do not now dwell in heaven.
Teach me of churches carved in rock in East Africa,
Of indigenous spirituality stripped from my own people
That still blesses those who have been divided and ruled
But whose Faith is maintained.
For whatever form is your Great Mystery,
Let me learn to live my life by your Divine teachings,
And not by those who would describe your Son
As the same colour as my light self.
I seek your Truth, your Wisdom, your Guidance,
From You and your Disciples
Wherever they should be found.


  1. Wow! Powerful words Rob, I didn't know you could go in like that. Amazing!! Kehinde

  2. much appreciated Kehinde :-)

  3. I like the choice of words and depth of meaning..its a great peace.