A Church's Chant

Camille J. Harrison

  Churches chant chiefly chimes of praise In looks of raising the congregations From segregation and discrimination of The African who didn’t matter then And was brought down by the masses to save their own asses From the tasks that made their family last in their classes. Churches chant chiefly chimes of praise On an earth created by God Isn’t it odd, that we can’t seem to solve the underlying Destruction that causes us to starve our soul Of truthful love for those here and far. Not only are we blinded, But we also didn’t find it, our peace Supposedly granted because Abraham signed it. Churches chant chiefly chimes of praise because The de jure was different from the de facto Because in fact though those who didn’t like use still Didn’t like us. The de jure was different from the de facto Because in fact though those who didn’t like us still Didn’t like us and even while they are sipping their pho They think “I don’t like them” because stereotyping is easier Than realizing and rationalizing the rarity of thinking about a rival Who threatens your survival, on an earth created by God though? Churches chant chiefly chimes To change the times of crimes and heal our cries From the concrete racism that creates schisms And sends visions of tension Like putting us on a boat, to float to Africa And using it as a scapegoat to solve your racist quotes. Churches chant chiefly chimes of praise because Cancellation of one’s feeling of indignation Can’t be committed by those livid and proud of their White privilege enough to denounce a whole village. Churches chant chiefly chimes of praise so that Faith can help function us fruitfully, Moving forward, reversing the fission we failed to envision.