Fear of Night
I toast to you with wine and sweetened bread;
Those of you who are still afraid of night.
Free will and slavery, share the same bed;
With bling bling’s insatiable appetite
Nay! Men nor women are excused from lies
When they say, “God’s words, only they can hear!”
Asking for cash, property, jams, and pies;
When, the Spoken Word is hearts hidden ear.
Hear! Hear! Hypocrisy of screaming hearts
Embracing beyond a hand shake or smile,
Stealing souls into night, into the dark,
Where straw shelters burn brightly on trial.
Banners, crucifixes, temples, stage lights,
Candles, and guns keep you on guard at night.
Sleeping with Sophia;
Bitter-sweet desire on a barbed wire fence.
Wisdom, seeks all lovers!
She transcends all borders erected on the altar of soldiers;
Escaping Venus and Narcissus.
Love Me, she quietly pleads.
Responding by groping
Her physical and intellectual carcass;
Diminished in what she really seeks.
Wisdom tunnels into light above the moat of darkness.
Sophia knowing this; embraces the heart of the moon.