• Bryonn Bain
    Bryonn Bain, a Harvard Law School graduate, is also an accomplished writer and poet. He is the 2000 Nuyorican Grand Slam Champion and a member of the Nuyorican Poets Cafe 2000 National Slam Team. Bryonn also placed second (out of several hundred) in the 2000 Individual Competition at the National Poetry Slam in Rhode Island.

    A book written by Bryonn recounting the events of an ugly confrontation with NYC police is scheduled for release in Fall 2001. His story has been the topicdoc Chris Matthews, Johnnie Cochran, Oprah, and Mike Wallace for CBS' 60 Minutes.

    Find out more about Bryonn on Verbs On Asphalt

    In the Temple

    Before mine eyes had seen the gory
    Gang rape of a little girl disowned
    By her own for bringing the child
    Of a holy war into this world
    
    Before Father John fell on his knees
    One silent night to pray
    On that child defiled
    Because he was afraid to disobey
    
    I useta worship in the Temple
    
    When I had never seen the scriptures
    Encrypted in the leaves of trees
    When I had never heard hymns
    Hummed in harmony by a colony of bees
    
    When I had never learned
    That elders are angels
    Sent to watch over me
    I useta worship in the Temple
    
    I useta sacrifice in the Sanctuary
    
    But in my youth I got the gospel Truth
    From a blade of grass
    And witnessed the wisdom
    Of the water running in my bath
    
    And wind was my religion
    Telling the future of my past
    I useta worship in the Temple
    I useta worship in the Temple
    
    I useta recite psalms in the Synagogue
    
    Until a woman who had a way with words
    That made me want to do away with words
    Performed her poetry on me
    Without saying a single word
    
    Strumming sonnets on the strings that sing
    The song of my manhood
    Strumming sonnets on the strings that sing
    The song of my soul as good
    
    As worshipping in the Temple
    I useta worship in the Temple
    I useta worship in the Temple
    I useta sing suras in the Mosque
    
    Where Karma couldn1t catch a cab
    On the corner of the Cross
    Unless she double-crossed Krishna
    For 30 pieces of Shiva
    
    And meditated with mantras under mangos
    And contemplated Siddhartha under a Kangol
    Cuz a Kangol looks like a halo on a Negro
    Whenever we go out to eat angel hair pasta
    
    Or sit beside a Rasta
    Blasting reggae remixes of Rumi
    Out his radio and translating Revelations
    Back into Ebonics from Ibo
    
    While chanting nam myoho renge kyo
    Nam myoho renge kyo
    Nam myoho renge kyo
    Which is just ancient jive for-
    
    Everything is everything
    Cuz everything says so
    And everything IS Everything
    Cuz Everything says so
    
    So holy water is no holier than water
    in your well right now
    And church bells are no holier than cowry shells on the ground
    And rosary beads are no holier than dime bags of weed somehow
    And yesterday and tomorrow are no holier than NOW
    
    Cuz now and then
    
    Buddha be coming back in the newborn body of a blue black baby
    And St. Mary is blind, crippled, crazy,
    and living out of a box like an
    old bag lady
    And Shango shoots up tornadoes to shoot the breeze with Jesus Christ
    And Persephone and Vodun menage-a-trois with the Moon
    as soon as you go to
    bed at night
    
    But I see
    SKIES OF BLUE
    Have you gotten the gospel Truth
    From a blade of grass?
       CLOUDS OF WHITE
    And witnessed the wisdom
    Of the water running in your bath?
          BRIGHT BLESSED DAYS
    And is wind your religion?
    Telling the future of your past?
             DARK SACRED NIGHTS
    I useta worship in the Temple
    And sacrifice in the Sanctuary
                AND I THINK TO MYSELF
    I useta worship in the Temple
    And recite psalms in the Synagogue
                   WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD
    I useta worship in the Temple
    And sing suras in the Mosque
                      WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD
    I useta worship in the Temple
    I useta worship in the Temple
    I useta worship in the Temple
    I ustea worship in the Temple
    Until I realized...
                         EVERYTHING AROUND ME IS GOD

    © 2000 Bryonn Bain

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