Question Poem by Black Consciousness Poetry BCP

She wants to question.
What she was born into,
she's scared to question,
her questioning is sin,
God knows, ooohhh God,
she dare question that
idea, for religion will
send her to hell, after
the church has crucified
her, imagine those sharp
stares of the congregation
piecing through her body,
Pastor at the pulpit pulling
holy verses and that holy
water, the blood of jesus
Christ. she dare question, the
cult of saints on the genesis
of every indigenous people's
genocide. What she was born
into kills, killed the spiritual
songs in her heart, for
religious gospel to ring in her
head, promises of heaven
While her reality is hell, she
can't bear it anymore, she
wants answers to rescue
her thoughts, her ability to
question, for questioning
is a state of being.

|Suss KaMzibeni|