A MUSICAL JEREMIAD

(tune; what you will)

Hallelujah! Y’all made yourselves a new god

Your Jesus is now a good ole boy

Big an’ strong an’ carryin’ a rod —

Guys can now treat girls like toys!

We kin now kick out all others

With dark skins or who don’t believe

In our Jee-zus and his mother

If you don’t blush you better leave!

You want approval for your hatreds

Want to be told ‘you needn’t share’

Except with all your hawg-jowled preachers

For no one ‘diff’runt’ need you care!

Above all dark-skinned folks forever

You still think you deserve to be

All your legacy of wretched

You have said you will not see!

You may say your nearby brethren

Are in need of help also

It is well and right to help them

But beyond that you must go

If you want to be God’s children

With the Spirit at work in you

All humans must be your brethren

Regardless of creed or hue!

To ‘other’ brothers and sisters

You must listen, agenda-free