The Contradiction: Black Christian By Bdot Poem by Anonymous User

Poetry
As we reverence the relevance of our melanin. The historicity of black excellence is prevalent. Parading our pioneers for our pleasure and paying homage. To those who hung from our heritage. but I won't act as if I'm an activist I'm an afican american Trinitarian more of a black evangelist. And I was called a contradiction for the same reason i'm here twice as much being black and a christian. I didn't mean to go for the trifecta when I told yall that I believed that I believe in the trinity. Then I realized if they hate christ without a cause well they'll hate me for anything. But I won't give them a reason. I'm unapologetically apologetic. I just added to my defense. Im weaving all conjecture and every arbitrary claim to the obituary that couldn't carry his name cause he's still living. Oh y'all thought death did us part, say he renewed his vows. Long story short I'm still with him. Monogamous and monotheistic, yeah I'm about that life. Some may mention Jesus but we ain't talking about the same christ, where they call me whitewash and that ain't even the color of his blood I bathed in it. So y'all tell me what's the color of his love when my belief thrived in Tunisia before Europe was among North Africa. You see I got the Trinity from tertullian and this hooligan got ahold on after nations and went to school again. Then read the slave narratives like, I'll never be a fool again. I came to put the silence, the ignorance of foolish men that confused true Christianity with this western depiction. It's not a white man's religion, just suffered from the white man's rendition. But do you see the mental condition, when we try to counteract Christ's cross-cultural convictions. Salvation is independent of pigment, for instance Christ was treated more negro than you. And you can see the domino effect on the big six cause Nero had simon barjonia speeder role too. Don't think you accomplished anything when you locked the game because when Christ rolled the stone and exposed his hands, all you've seen was a double blank. The tomb and your expression on your right hand and his left hand. The truth and your suppression is proof that you're rejected. And they try to tell me that Christians can't be conscious, stop trying. They're lying. Were both conscious I'm just praying there's not seared with a hot iron cause hell had been launched herself. So working out your own soul salvation is the only way to exercise. Yall pray for me.