The Jesus of Benin

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Expanded Version

Yangemeno, the Jesus of Benin
God without the pedigree
Our Lord of Darker Skin

Catholic tastes accepted him
And only showed him flames
In response to Papal whim
They would not speak such names

It was said that God coursed through him
Both the Father and the Son
Wrapped in a Holy Trinity
With a God of Blazing Sun

But piety is relative,
Men will always argue that,
Christians rendered Yangemeno
Into grease to keep them fat

Some said that Yangemeno
Was another name of God
And when Jesus disappeared
This is where he'd trod

If indeed, in search of souls
Benin is where he walked
Deep into west Africa
Where slaves of men are stalked

If he could see the future
Christ knew from here it whirls
A firestorm of families
Mothers, fathers, boys, and girls

If their sin was to pronounce
God in a different tone
Was it a sin to punish them
By ripping flesh from bone

When the name of Yangemeno
Is whispered down through years
It is passed on quiet
Hanging soft on childrens ears

I only pray, when the final note
Echoes through foreign lands
And the Father calls out to his Son
Yangemeno stands

[Il Penseroso]

Very nice indeed.

[Bar22do]

I like it, and well imagine grease-stained hypocrites thinking they can manipulate the Infinite... Yangemeno, oh Yangemeno! why do you let them.
Thank you hack, it is a good read...

[PrinceMyshkin]

What a bitter poem, albeit so gracefully conveyed!

[Pendragon]

But piety being relative
Men will always argue that
Christians rendered Yangemeno
Into grease to keep them fat

Unfortunately the truth... Sigh

[PrinceMyshkin]

I like the expanded version very much, except for the line "Engulfs brave boys, sweet little girls," where the sentiment feels false, treacly and merely or the convenience of the rhyme...

[hack]

I like the expanded version very much, except for the line "Engulfs brave boys, sweet little girls," where the sentiment feels false, treacly and merely or the convenience of the rhyme...

I agree, perhaps this is a fix.