GLORY OF OUR MINDS

GLORY OF OUR MINDS
Ricardo Antonio Garcia 

If a great poet runs his engine on all cylinders
and liquefies his system with an octane unknown
than the Spirit has spoken.
Not all poets have the power to drive home a win
against the odds and determinations of a World
convinced to maintain a steady doubt.

Thoroughbred poetic engines
scream with a vigor and justification that nails
enlightens, and frightens the heart.
While floral delights and boy running down a hill
with a straw in his mouth
does not explore the vices of guilt, shame and prejudice
a poet should understand these depths.

I stand not to challenge the less creative endeavors
as we are all ‘equal’ in expression, less
the Aristotle or Socrates mentalities who bend spoons.
To feel the Grace of existence
and knowing that God has made you a receptacle
your force on the World will be heard.
The ego of a man is his fuel
but the determinations of what he says 
must contain Wisdom.

Never let the fools of balance tell you other
that your conceit makes you a self principle of egotism
when they themselves, say nothing.
Dig beyond the politics, the self righteousness
and the golden lair will be there.
The jealous knife of others will try and murder you
in a replay of Caesars coup
and never understand from where you came, or
where you are going.

Divorce them from your mind and you will be free
to explore your art as a sole individual.
If people wish to be understood
then become more ‘people’ then ‘God’.
Becoming more ‘Material’ than ‘Spiritual’ is an end
but not the Truth of our meanings.
When my death is nigh
the engine I built will continue to run, and you
whether you believe or disbelieve
my words will challenge the World because I was free.

This morning has found my testimonial a relief …
… acknowledging how we are all sequestered …
… the hands of man are dirty …
washing away our Sin through our Wisdom we speak.
…  journeys end .. we have stamped the World …
… with the Glory of our minds …