EMPTY SOULS LAY

EMPTY SOULS LAY
Ricardo Antonio Garcia

Into the morgue of atheism we walk.
Tagged feet of faithless people in a row.
Never finding God
on their journey here on earth, they never
bloomed in the Light, absorbing
the blood fountain of the Creator God.
Some are old
and some are so young, too young
to have left 
the divinity of a sphere 
were the journey never ends for some. 

Into the morgue of faithless illusions.
I hold the hand of my Wife
who has partnered our Spiritual abyss
knowing the sensations
should never be missed by anyone.
Why do we feel God
and others don’t or want God within?
Upon this planet
looking at the corpse of rotting flesh
once animated bodies
never drew their containments from God.
and for what afterlife
will those who turned away receive?

I pity the consciousness of their dead minds
who shall not transcend, and
be delivered by the mercy of God.

To think that we can ponder the Universe
and in our shallow cries not identify
the immensity of a creating hand upon us.

Like babes they will shuffle and make noise
retaliate and spit out fumes
all the while they will be totally led astray.

We that Love God wish to sustain His mercy
and help those who are still searching.
We fill our heads vacancies
but not the spiritual heart of the matter.