PEOPLE OF THE LOCKS

PEOPLE OF THE LOCKS

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

Think of our existence as a dimensional Lock.

Guarding our perceptions and conscious affirmations

it must be a familiar sounding horn

or we will feel that we have been trespassed.

Bridges are raised

when the familiar voice vibrates its energies

and the visual image

which is inherent to its body is publicly seen.

How are behaviors modified

through the redundancy and limited knowledge

of our association with the material World?

We grow accustomed to likeness

and stand aloof or backward on something unknown

casting stones until it’s a wreckage.

A paranoid civilization earmarked on destruction

is a fight than ask mentality, rotating on fear.

We would genuinely like to visit each other’s Locks.

Shall we bury our ego driven opinions

in the deepest ground without a Cross to bear?

To become sacrosanct as a civilization

the journey must be traveled together.

Big money makers must get out of the way.

To choke on the dividends of cash

is a near death experience for the elitist mind.

It is beneath these latitudes

that the larger body of people is not the market

when their minds cannot be franchised

and confiscated like a World magnet or vacuum.

Peaceful intent, and the supreme force of Light

They will stand on the tier of the bridge

and in a Hawaiian serenade

toss beautiful flowers at the aggressors.

These people are: People of the Locks.