I was born into dins of dissident incidences
Lacking coincidences
Favorite of my Aunties
The boy was a magical entity, bringing smiles to the Mummies
But the bar for measuring African masculinity
Fell so far down the mount, it started Aunty-Aegin Mi
Yet they call it disrespectful to name the discrepancy
So allow me both rant and worship with some poetry

Far be it from me to reduce the metaphysical to feasible, or independent to coefficient
But tell me why a man would lack the wisdom needed to be deemed efficient
Would be different—if we didn’t have a God of War
Would be different—if Jacob never triumphed over Esau
Would be different—if my King was still in the tomb on the fourth day
But He did say, All power now belongs to the Son, shey?

Tell me why mediocrity is being fed egos
Tell me why we men want but won’t be heroes
Table-tennising narratives where we need help
Taking shortcuts instead of having roads paved

Nah.

Lord, toss the mantle on me
Teach me Your taxonomy

Godzniel
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