Letter To The Lord

I Wrote A Letter To The Lord The Other Day
With Every Intention To Be Informed On What Every Teacher Failed To Mention
Excuse Awurade¹.. But Please Enlighten Me On The Idiosyncrasies
Behind The Signs That No Man Is Fit To See
I Want To Know The Truth That Lies Beneath All The Bigotry
And I Know My Asking Is Kinda Big Of Me..
But I Want To Know

I Want To Know What Happened To My People..
We Once Were The Self Image Of Lords, Now We Kill Each Other Over Street Corners We Can't Even Afford
LET THE STREETS RAISE US, NOW THE STREETS OWN US..
We're Indebted To Our Crews
So We Spill Each Others' Souls Into Cement.. Is This What We Call Repaying Our Dues?
We Teach Each Other To Beat Each Other And'll Do Anything To See One Another Beneathe Each Other
Awurade, Aren't You Tired Of Seeing My People Painted In Portraits Of Poverty?
Suffer Under Our Surface Like Harden Seas
And If This Letter Sounds A Bit Blasphemous, I Beg that You Pardon Me
I Just Have To Know...

I Want To Know What Happened To My People-
I Want To Know How The Fuck We Went From King Tuts- To Niggers That Work For King Pins
Watch Us Watch Us Fall Quick Like Sand We Sink In
When Did We Go From Chemists- To Pushers That Cook Crack
Sell Our Sins To Our Sons Leave Em And Teach Em To Love Tracks..
When Did We Go From Being The Original African Man To Apartheid
When Did Our Hearts Tide?
And When Did Start Hating Each Other
Raping Each Other
Making Each Other Believe We Don't Need One Another

Sometimes I Still Wonder, Does God Really Loves Us?
Because If God Was Really For Us, Than No Man Could Be Against Us..
And If That Be The Case Than Why Do We Hold Each Other Hemmed Up...

And It Was In That Moment Awurade's Words Finally Spoke To Me
He Said, "I Had To Put My People In The Position To Listen..
Because Somewhere Between The Riches, The Jewels, And Nice Homes Ya Lost Ya Religion
It's As If Ya'll Wanted Success To Come Without Me
Ya Wanted Ya Worldly Riches To Be Stretched Without Me
How In The Heavens Do You Expect To Be Blessed Without Me?.."

Now I See...
Awurade, You Know I'm Not To Big On Apologies, But On Behalf Of My People I'm Sorry
I'm Not Asking For You To Give Us Back Our Robes And Our Thrones,
All I Ask Is That You Give Us Back The Love For One Another That We Owned..

I Think- We're Ready Now

Signed & Sealed,
Kofi B. Genfi

Awurade¹- In Ghanaian Language (Twi) Awurade translates into Lord