METAPHORICAL CHRIST

METAPHORICAL CHRIST

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

The beast

no longer stalks the jungles

but the City streets

and dwellings of abandoned houses

and makes

his home in the dark corners

of non-access points to these structures.

It is a disciple

of Satan, luring for captivations

leaving the dwelling each night

sinking his rabid bite

into the necks

of the innocents he tracks.

The tone

of his dark abyss swells in all of us

some fully lit by its proxy

and some

dormant at the gates of God within.

Evil always

dwells in our fragility.

The golden fault

of our inequality with the divine

is a step below the step above

and where

we all stand muffled by his hand.

We ignore Satan, but he is with us.

Look

through the pages of atrocities.

Peer

into the madness

that condemns us forever.

I do not believe

the soothsayer or the mystic

scratching his chalk

and grading against our nerves

the contribution

that all we need is Love.

Simple is the answer

but the assertions are faulty.

We will never reach

the height of these approximations

when we

are vile and animalistic beings

killing

for the sake of killing

and consuming

for the sake of consumptions, and

in these truths

we shall identify ourselves.

Sell me not the Way

or your cosmic doors.

Christ died 

on the Cross for our ambiguous natures

and never

any man before or after Him

was the divine Key

to our Eternal Life and continuum.

Hail Christ

His legacy is the answer.

Hail Christ

Saving generations of Sinners in abundance.

One sweep of His body

and His blood salvaged our humanities.