Oh world: we thank you

In the family of humanoids
the nose cannot laugh
when the eyes are crying.
The conscience of man
is the abode of God.
No wonder the world
bemoan and berate
Nigerian cannibals--
activists of Nuremberg;
the oceans of oil so farmed and stolen,
with no recompense
for God's chosen inheritors for
their liquid gold.
No one could have dared same
on their soil.

The world chorused "Foul!"
as celebrated Saro-Wiwa is storied
into eternity;
protests, vigils, prayer, condemnations.

Whoever objects the position of the moon,
let him climb and adjust.
Oh world: we thank you.