Show me a black Jesus

And I’ll change my name to Christiana Peters


I’ll carry His words like a heavy cross

Because I’ll know He is my life’s source


I say show me a black Jesus

One who was taunted with a banana


And I’ll follow his steps to the tomb

Believing He’ll raise me up after three days


Show me a black Jesus

One whose mother was beaten and molested


And I’ll grovel at the feet of His remembrance house

Even if I’m called a thousand names


Show me a black Jesus

Who bore seeing horrible children starve


And I’ll bear it all

In its entirety


Show me a black Jesus

One who lived foreseeing his words being used to capture his future


But cared not and I’ll quietly follow Him

Without any problem


Show me a black Jesus

And let me ask Him why I feel this way


Dejected and feeling used by His words

Seeing His existence as my bondage


If you can’t, please leave me be

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

8 replies on “SHOW ME A BLACK JESUS”

The pain you are feeling is very evident in this work. As a young adult, I was filled with rage because I accepted the picture mankind had painted of Christ/God until I realized the fallacy of this. God/Christ cannot be defined by man because humans are finite; therefore, the interpretations of scripture and man’s presentation of God is not all inclusive. People use God for all sorts of sinful, human actions to justify their own motives. Reject what mankind has to offer of who Christ is and go on your own journey to find him. Historically, I can tell you that Christ was not white. In fact, he was likely brown in skin color. I was nearly turned away from God by other Christians because their messages were so much in error. God is bigger than anything that mankind can conceive; therefore, do not allow other humans to push you away from the peace and love that only Christ can provide. I understand your sentiment. I was walking rage in my youth, I hated everyone. The injustices in my own life and throughout the world fed that rage. It took many, many years and my own search for God until I found peace because I found that Christ is nothing like the picture Mankind presents. Peace to you Cecilia

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WOW, this is a powerful poem! I’m just curious if you know the Christmas song, “Some Children See Him (Jesus)” (and it goes on to say the different colors of peoples)? If not, I could bring it to you here–or on my blog, if you prefer.


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