African Communion by Tom Simpson
They came concealed in ceremonial robes:
HIC EST ENIM CORPUS MEUM.
White robes, beautifully bright robes:
Behold, your new God!
But this new God was a jealous God,
And righteous was his jealousy;
He was pure, White,
Abstract,
Singular,
Universal;
He would suffer no toleration of black gods,
Impure gods,
Gods of darkness and not of light.
light was shone
And the black gods were sent to a black, ashy death.
Around the African body was draped the new robe;
A skin, white,
Stripped from the man they called their God.
A skin stripped from the man they sacrificed to their selves
But the skin bore a parasite,
And it ate of the African body
As white eats of black,
As white eats of Christ's black death,
To hide the guilt of their sin,
To begin the ceremony of the communion
Which was their division.
"Take you and eat of this, for this is my body."
The unleaven wafer was taken and eaten,
And it nourished the Saviours who had brought
Africa its Salvation.
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