Abyssinians Ascension Of Nyabinghi Poem by Wilfred Mellers

Abyssinian's ascension Of Nyabinghi
Written by: Wilfred Mellers
Saturday, August 9,2014

Bronze Delight grows nappy Afros.
Mighty nations stood before you, the pharaohs,
Hidden behind the brown of your sorrowful eyes,
A beacon of hope for a brighter tomorrow.
Shores that were once calm with shallow waters
Were swept out to sea while swine devoured.
Once standing greater than Apollo,
Now empty, your drums play hollow.

Hearts tender, filled with despair,
Your hair defines Nubian royalty.
Game-stacked decks played are unfair.
Precious pride needs an overhaul to repair.
Strike up the band and sound a mighty fanfare;
More enlightened you are than even Voltaire.
Your beauty is true, yet you remain unaware,
By the sweat of your brow, you made them millionaires.

Tanned satin, with a splendid physique,
You hang the universe on every word you speak.
Worriers spiritually sheltering the weak,
An ebony rose, incredibly mystique.
You, whom the world wants to critique,
Are above par and uniquely heavenly.
Envious places, where snowmen creep,
Desperately seeking to join your clique.

Because of you, a new life began;
Your DNA is what scientists want to scan.
You spice the food; it's no longer bland.
You are the source of life that they now demand.
First to stand upright and survey the lands,
Monuments built by hands without plans.
Sexy, chic, and the new brand,
Trials and tribulations still left to withstand.

Sweet is the essence of your fragrance,
Suffering from a biased grievance.
Standing in the way of the Yetis are the impediments,
Our beauty now traded for sequences.
Posing frequently causes interference;
Utterance in worship lacks coherence.
Needing not your approval or clearance,
Prejudged by an Afrocentric appearance.

Slaving by day to earn food,
The smooth criminal aims he must elude.
Ancestral knowledge they want to delude;
Dreads upon my head, culturally I'm fed.
Truth must never be left unsaid,
Infectious diseases they intend to spread.
Piled high, cried the African child,
By oppression, they scornfully beguiled.