Psalms 109 Poem by Eric Ekinde

My God and father, remain not silent
when men like the bee
on me have risen in violent
and my body is soon to be thrown into the sea
for though i love them
they accuse me of treason
though i have prayed for them
they are attacking me for no reason.

They are paying me back evil for good
and hatred for my love
even those who before me never stood
and my finger nails could move.
Oh father, choose some corrupt judge
make their prayers be seen as a crime
may their every deed bear you a grudge
like snails are to lime.

May their lives be soon ended
their children orphans
may they be, Oh lord defriended
and their offspring's truants
may their creditors remove their windows
when they cant find sufficient property
and may their wives be widows

May none be kind to him
may his descendants die
may his cup never reach its brim
and may their families name fly
and all they will leave behind
become so badly rotten
, even their cats, dogs, horse and all go blind
so all like themselves from the earth is forgotten

Those men who persecuted and killed
who made some fathers in front of their families knelt
may others inherit what to them were willed
while their bones in hell melt,
as they hated to give blessing
but enjoyed to curse
may Satan to them be unforgiving
while from their ears, and soars streams purse.

As they shake their heads in scorn
help me oh lord to make my enemies know
that with or without a gun
in, with, by, for and from you my successes flow
i am over defended
for with you, in, from, by you i am over befriended
for with just a breath
you my lord safe a condemned man from death