Blessings of a Curse

I see myself everyday
The black coat that I wear
Drenched from the Grey converged clouds
The dark blue skies
And the rain that stings my heart with every drop
Makes me kneel indeliberately
Look up subsiding to the power of He the almighty
The one that according to you I rejected
The one who’s truth according to you I denied

And though he cursed me
Fated me with torture
And gave me every reason for Blasphemy
I still love him dearly and sincerely
Believe in him more than you
Because unlike you sweet sibling
He listens
He’s silent to whatever wrong I do
The wrong he knows he had cursed me with

Oh sweet descendant
The poison that my ancestors injected into my veins
Ties me to your fate
The fate that makes me witness the sound of your words
The words that stab me indefinitely
The words you stimulate along with your ignorant companions
Against a curse that I now consider a blessing
You even taught the toddlers in our house of me being acquisitive
You taught them I only love me
You taught them about my materialism
None of which is true

You rub your money in my face when I ask for my share
Call me problem free because I get paid
I’ve never been employed to satisfy you with money
But God I know I sacrificed for you emotionally
Held you up as a 14 year old when you were on the verge of disconnection
Still and always will listen to your catasrophe
While you still reject to listen to mine
Because according to you, what I am is Blasphemy
And I still suffer in wonder
How does that make me a materialist?

You dispersed me my emotions
But the best of me stayed
The best of me will always stay…