When the Soul Forgets

When the soul forgets, we do what we regret. When the soul forgets, we shrink and tremble, fearing him or her, this or that, hating all of the other, the different, the foreign, the strange.... When the soul forgets, we march off to war. When the soul forgets, we leave love alone, shrinking ourselves into small hard balls of ice. When the soul forgets, we leave God alone..., or else we smirk and mock Him, and offer a dying man vinegar. When the soul forgets, we poison life itself and turn songs of peace into diatribes of hate. When your soul forgets, it falls: first into the grey, then in time, it falls faster, deeper and deeper into the deep blackness of hell-- and perhaps there. just perhaps your soul will at last remember and call out, and call out....