In the Name of the Father
for Nizar Qabbani, Pablo Neruda, Federico Garcia Lorca, Henry Dumas, Harold Carrington
In the name of the Father, the Son
And the Holy Ghost.
We, The People,
Thank you for your blessings
These past ten thousand years:
We thank you for not listening to
A single one of our prayers.
Thank you, O lord, for stuffing
Your blessed ears with wool,
for turning your backside to us,
for an eternity of neglect.
Thank you for mocking our struggle,
For making of our misery
A source of endless entertainment.
Thank you for gangsters and thugs,
Thank you for allowing cops
In New York, San Francisco,
Washington, Milwaukee, Houston,
Toronto, London, Paris, Budapest,
Cairo, Sao Paulo, Rio de Janeiro,
To beat us with impunity,
To kick us in our genitals
And sodomize us in filthy alleys
And police stations.
Glory be to God,
For blessing us with a nation
Praise Allah for the most honorable
Obeidah tribe of East Libya,
Who aims to finish the honorable work
Of Nathan Bedford Forrest.
Thank you, O lord, for upstanding men
like Pinochet, the Assads, the Obammys,
the Reagans, the Bushes, the Rockefellers;
Thank you for Hosni Mubarak.
Thank you for Syria
and a mountain of rubble
and an avalanche of corpses.
Thank you for Dylan Roof
and Jim Jones at Guyana,
thank you for understanding
that Yes, indeed, Black Lives
don’t really matter.
Thank you, O lord, for deposing our King;
Thank you, O lord, for killing Thomas Sankara;
Thank you, O lord, for Tupac Shakur,
Zip Coon, Amos and Andy, J.J., Nicky Barnes,
P. Diddy, Rick Ross, Hip-Hop, Crack, Crunk,
And the brilliant minds who produced it all.
Glory be to God.
Thank you for the International Monetary Fund,
And guys like Dominique Strauss-Kahn.
Thank you for reality shows,
Thank you for Jersey Shore and Bensonhurst.
Thank you for Maury Povich, and all
The lumpens who parade
Through his camera lens—the better to
Distract us from Afghanistan.
Thank you for Michelle Malkin, Ann
Coulter, Michael Savage, Ken Hamblin,
Joseph Goebbels, Julius Streicher, Rush
Limbaugh, Glenn Beck, Howard Stern,
and Donald Trump.
Thank you, O lord, for Obama’s waffling
And Oprah’s mammy-made re-runs.
Thank you for Wolf Blitzer,
Thank you for Likudniks,
Thank you for Ricki Lake, Jerry Springer,
Judge Judy, the Supreme Court Justice
System, for Homeland Security, for the Trans-
Portation Security Administration, and all
The perverts who grope girl’s pussies
Thank you for playing worker against worker,
straight against gay,
Thank you for playing man against woman,
Old against young, north against south, east
Against west, spics against niggers,
gooks against spics, kikes against
gooks, Ay-rabs against
kikes, and so on and so forth;
Thank you for the Middle Passage, for
Nanking, for Hiroshima, for Libya,
for Baghdad, for Afghanistan,
Thank you for all the Holocausts, for
All the Conquistadors, for King Leopold and Tippu Tib,
Thank you for the destruction of Timbuktu,
Benin City, and Tulsa’s Black Wall Street,
Thank you for burning our libraries,
Thank you for destroying our culture,
Thank you for forcing us to live in the ghetto,
Thank you for making us hock our kidneys
Just to eat a hamburger;
Thank you for killing us
For stealing a slice of pound cake:
Thank you for flooding Harlem with
Heroin, Hipsters and Walt Disney,
Thank you for Hipsters, Hipsters, Hipsters,
Hipsters, Hipsters, and more Hipsters,
Thanks for gang-bangers
Who shoot at the drop of a pin.
Thank you, O lord, for forcing Cuba
To eat its own shit,
For forcing Haiti to grovel in the dirt
For yet another century,
For forcing Somalia to choose between
Starvation and piracy,
For forcing Mother Africa to sell
Her ass again.
Thank you, O lord, for bringing back
Torture camps and Inquisitions,
Thank you, O lord, for the guys
Who hacked off the manhood
of Hamza Khatib—
I mean, it was really his fault that
He was a mere thirteen year old,
Wasn’t it? And maybe his big, fat
Stomach should not have been in
The way of the bullets that struck him,
And maybe his dick should not have
Been in the way of the knife that
Glory be to the Creator, to God,
To Jehovah, the One and only—
Thank you, thank you, thank you,
We are eternally grateful that our
Earth has been hopelessly poisoned.
We are eternally grateful for facing extinction
at the hands of morons.
We are eternally grateful for you,
British Petroleum: you’ve done it again.
We are eternally grateful for the
Radiation eating out our insides,
O great guys of TEPCO:
Thank you for not telling the truth,
We did not need to hear it.
© 2011-2015 Philip Lewis