my Godfather, <br />the day I was baptized <br /> <br />(and that was many years ago) <br /> <br />I heard the priest say <br />do you love God <br />with all your heart and your soul <br />I said sure, I do <br /> <br />do you hate Satan <br />and all his evil machinations <br />I said yes, I do <br /> <br />then he asked me <br />do you hate those customs <br />and traditions and beliefs <br />of your kith and kins <br /> <br />my Godfather, <br />do you remember I hesitated in answering the priest <br />and he repeated the question again <br /> <br />I’m still wondering with my heart tinkling down <br />about the customs and traditions <br />of my kith and kins <br /> <br />did you remember to tell the priest <br />those things give us <br />corals and sapphires <br />cases of jewels of diamonds of our heritage <br /> <br />did you remember to tell him <br />they dine porringer and morals <br />into our beings into our souls <br /> <br />I wonder if you knew and told the priest <br /> <br />did you forget to tell him too <br />that our grandfather ascended into heaven <br />riding on the back of a crocodile <br />like Elijah with the chariot of flames<br /><br />Padmore Enyonam Agbemabiese<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/for-my-godfather/
