Society Spiritual Poems - Poems about Society Spiritual

The Neutral Man

   Perhaps, I wish not to be so 
important? -- to go unbeknownst...by both 
God and the devil – to fall between the
cracks, of their seemingly endless, bitter war: 
Of The Glorious Garden, and~ The Dastard Fall -- 
   (One created me, 
without my consultation...the other,
manipulates me, for his own evil
usurpation

Identity and the Mirror of Consciousness

Before the emergence

of consciousness
we were

a reflection of God

Afterward
  unable to perceive identity
    through internal reflection

God became a reflection

of US

Consciousness
  splitting the mirror

        2 hemispheres
            Asking

WHO ARE YOU

But
  No mirror
  

Superstition by Chance

As I run away from the chains, not a single one of my principles drifted 
out of my mind, I know what's right and what's wrong for me

I can take actions by chance and leaps of faith 
I escaped from the herd, I do not take revenge but I choose to stay calm

Resentment is control,

We are Spiritual Convicts Serving a Life Sentence

We're criminals from heaven, committing spiritual crime.
Disobeying the Creator with our body and mind.
His law was made plain to us right from the start.
Still if we allow Him, he'll write it on our hearts.
But I'd like to say, please keep this thought in mind.
The earth is a Rock and we're all doing time.
If we don't

Beauty has an expectation

Beauty has an expectation.
It can be damaging and filled with infactuation.
Growing up in a world of a certain dedicated beauty, It can be confusing.
Beauty is defined at first in a home.
It is influenced in tribe, then spreads off to the culture.
Your world become a dystopian.
Clinging, holding, breathing, soon that's really all you know.
The mass of

Wonderland

A country in Africa's kaleidoscope of culture,
Unique and blessed, with natural and human riches to nurture.
Roles blur, names defy convention's might,
Husbands are "Baby," sons are "Daddy," in this whimsical sight.

Saturdays are sacred for weddings' joyful sound,
Car keys and iPhones float, pocketless, without a bound.
Relatives rush to bury, but shy from business aid,
A paradox of priorities,

The Cost of Inflation

In an age of abundance
When every thing and thought
Is at our fingertip
What is left to discover?

As we expand and consume it all
On the back of a collective soul
What is the cost of this instant gratification 
To a life once lived in full?

Hollow experience, chewed and digested
By every other
‘Til all that’s left of the true is

21 CENTURY MARKET OF SELLING A SOUL

Beloved, let me embrace you,
My touch sweeter than any virtual bliss,
In this digital space, filled with coded delights,
Let me revel in your pixelated perfection,
Tiger, let me embrace you,
My touch sweeter than any virtual bliss.

Beloved, you've savored your time with me,
Tell my folks, they'll send you emojis,
My dad, he'll Venmo you gifts.

I know where to lift

A Wanderlust Cerebral

a wanderlust cerebral
a circuit 'round the stars

home of the ever homeless
which else can claim to own less

a course that's never ending
of spirit-bliss un-barred

Leviathan

One lone man against Leviathan
With its signals and its code
It’s forms and formulation
What’s a soul to do,
Bend and yield as a willow
Or stand proud and tall as an oak?

You tell me,
Or better yet ask Jonah
In the belly of the beast.

(8/22/24)

A Totalitarian Totality

("Anagogical Moments Merit Badge", 2011, original oil)

A Totalitarian Totality

Have you ever wondered why so many these days
Are trying to save the world,
Tell you what to think, or say or do
And cancel you when you say no, or simply why?

The short answer is that’s just what totalitarians do,
Totalitarian control and conformity
Being their highest agenda after all.

Does

A Lament for Fathers

Who has bewitched thee, thou noble ones?
Chosen to be the head of thy race,
to fulfill thy creator’s will,
through siring, supporting, and securing a clan.

Prophet, priest, prince, and patriarch,
How did you lose your lofty perch?
What sinister spirits conspired
to undermine your primal purpose?

You are a victim of sin’s curse.
One social scientist suggested,
You may be a biological necessity,
but

Into the Great Unknown

("Night Sky Serpent", 2013, original pen and ink)

Into the Great Unknown

In this world of constant sorrow
Is there room for you and me
As the walls close in around us
Is there some place left to be

We had homes so full of love once
Before walls came tumbling down
A safe place to raise our families
Then floods came and made

Journey of a Contemporary Joseph

Author’s note: The following is in haibun form—poetic prose (microfiction with less than 200 words in this case) coupled with a haiku. It was written in response to a writing prompt to (re)tell a Christmas story in local (Michigan in this case) contemporary terms. Bronson Hospital is our local hospital, and deer are mystical creatures

Future of a Gnostic World

Light shining through stained glass windows 
Rainbows tearing light from worldly shadows 
From the windows of aeons
With Valentinus and Seth as icons  
Banners of the sayings of Christ
From the bright Gospel of Thomas unpriced 
A sun cross tearing day from night 
In the centre of the church bathed in light 

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