Though Ethiopian Orthodox patriarch Unfortunately, as I’m not race blind Please excuse My being A tad pitiful and kind To the political Judas From my Ethnic side, You see such An act has become A political fad Even if That sounds bad. . Mind you, at times Devoid of reason Oblivious to God The pious mind To a halt could grind. Intoxicated with bigotry Excuse me the hill As a mountain And also vise versa If I find. You see with vampires, Who opened the door For my current position, For 3 decades I had dined.
Please forgive My blind eyes to the Whole truth till today, Also skipping The commandment ”You shall not lie!” To my likes A word of support Tolerate me to say! Is it not how the adage Runs? “While the sun shines Make hay!”
About the genocide In Mai Kadra—on par with Auschwitz— Why should I worry? Because it was My likes, shedding blood Who likes, suffering A defeat, That opted to hack The innocent And to efface track Victims to bury Were in a hurry.
Also the blood flood In other parts of The country—Metekle, Wellega— didn’t Draw my attention You see Terrorizing the region Was my likes’ objective, While I was pretentiously On Christian mission. So condoning that I have to commit Crime by omission Also I had To indulge in Crime by commission Drawing a big attention To possible complication That attended ENDF’s Law-enforcement operation. Than the root cause A question I’ve to pose On the attendant ill Beget by own debacle For it allows vicious cycle.
Firing rockets And proving unruly Judas that hail from my race Were to wipe out Fellow neighbors, From earth’s face “Man is created in God’s image! ” Was shrouded by Our rage.
All troubles That, we see Everywhere in Ethiopia today, are TPLF junta’s deed Junta the fiend That sowed A hatred seed. But, now exposed, The culprits My support Terribly need I must pat them On the back indeed. True to WHO’s Director General Abusing my position Let me cry foul So that TPLF remnants Get a stalemate. You see An oasis in a desert They terribly need How could I Fail that to heed?
In courting trouble TPLF was proactive Reactive were those On the other side But this I like To systematically hide. Conniving with Insincere NGO workers I could enjoy a media ride To be the security Council’s untruthful guide And so called great nations On the toe to sniff possible Shortfalls from Ethiopia’s side And ready to swim against The truth tide, Though this is Dragged to light and Known far and wide! So to speak They could encourage me An asylum to seek Honest traitors as they Adore hand to pick.
Who said a patriarch Could not be naughty? Going out of My religious duty I will give A kiss of life To world-ever Terrorist party. . History has it that There were pops Who blessed Military arsenals like Artillery and tank If so, why not I give a statement Behind Synod’s back.
May God Forgive my sin For the heart of The credulous With my Sanctimonious face I could win!
Please excuse me I’m not race-blind And Sanctimonious patriarch One could ever find! TPLF is a party By the Ethiopian parliament Unanimously dubbed Terrorist and naughty But As blood is thicker than water Supporting it is my duty.
Soldiers who spent Almost their entire life In garrison and barrack Did suffer by my likes’ attack Behind their back Though their blood Cries before God Please excuse me I have to favor Mourning-Killers From my abode!