Poem: It’s always your fault

In the Service of our Ancestors and African Love,
Listen Seeker, I come in peace,

“Man must learn to increase his sense of responsibility and of the fact that everything he does will have its consequences.” — African Proverb

There is a school of thought that society, environment, spirit, and ideas influence human choices. This is true. There’s a separate school of thought that suggests the four limit human choices. This is false. A King and I discussed the matter of whether another could force a man to eat dirt, an allegory for abandoning his principles. The King raised the concern that a gun to the man’s head will make him eat. I suggested the man still makes the choice. Later on, true story, we were visited upon by an Ankobia, a living Ancestor, some would even say “Angel,” and though she did not sit with us as we discussed, she addressed the conversation without provocation as though she were present all along: “I am not afraid of death. I am with God [the Creator]. I will do God’s work no matter what.”

I had written some of this poem prior to the discussion with the King. It is meant to be a song. It’s message, “it’s always your fault” speaks to the reality of human choice and how though we can be ‘targets’ we need not be ‘victims.’ We choose to be victims. We choose to ‘eat dirt.’ We choose Isfet over Maat or Maat over Isfet. We have responsibilities and we either choose to fulfill them or abandon them, but there’s never an excuse outside of ourselves. Though I may try to justify it, what I do for or against our Race is my choice. This same reality is yours. I do not know the commercial value of this poem, but it’s spiritual value is worthwhile. Please share. And if you enjoy the poem, please donate with a comment of appreciation.  Lastly, if you can sing, please put a recorded rendition of the song in the comment box below!

P.S. It’s noteworthy to remember that our ancestors were referred to as “Blameless Ethiopians,” a monicker that suggested we always made the moral choice and therefore could not be blamed for anything.  Read more here.

Poem: It’s always your fault
By Onitaset Kumat

It’s always your fault
No one else is to blame
The world will have its ups and downs
But only you’ll douse your flame

There are no problems outside
No point looking for flaws
Outside only became and becomes
In accord to Natural Laws

A small child can move large rocks
If she uses her voice
But she alone moves herself
She alone has that choice

We once ruled the world
We can rule ourselves again
Yet as long we choose to live in fear
We will be ruled by other men

It’s always our fault
No one else is to blame
The world may be against us
But only we’ll douse our flame

We can work to progress or regress,
We can work to stay the same
We can work for outside forces
Or we can work up our flame

It’s always our fault
If we are ruled that is our shame
There are many who will work against us
But only we can douse our flame

So we must rise again
So we must rise again

Please ask any questions that come to mind

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: