Children of a Lesser God by Eileen Manassian Ghali
I’m tired of knowing That because of my race Because of where I live Because of my last name I’m part of the band… The children of a lesser God I’m tired of knowing That there is so much hate That it can only escalate Till someone presses the button And we blow up in nuclear hate All because Some of us are children… Children of a lesser God First world Second world Third world Labels and degrees Different ideologies Religion no longer a balm But something to cause harm Human life of differing values We mourn them differently for some of them are children... Children of a lesser God How it must make God cry When His children bleed and die Unable to understand That there is a grander plan One of perfect harmony In another place in time He won’t be sitting at heaven’s gate Asking for an ID Or checking your nationality He won’t see the color of your face Or ask about your race All He will want to know Is if you let love grow Did you live according to His will? Did you try to relieve suffering and pain? Were you the bandage of peace that bound up the wounds of hate? First, second, third world people Are all children of one God Though some may disagree I ask you all to see That we are all Every single one of us... Children of the Greatest God.
