the South Side of Heaven

the South Side of Heaven

it was another beautiful day

here on the South Side of Heaven

not too warm as one would expect

the infernal fires of commendation

still burned ferociously

in a few hearts here and there

but there was this cool breeze of indifference that prevailed

no one really truly seemed to give a damn

about what those guys in the robes had to say any more

though they still were begging in the streets

preaching and frothing at the mouth

about such things as Tithes

and payment for some old concept of behavior

they called sin

no one bought into it any more

every one had lost their fear

we all embraced love

even for those misinformed fools

in their Satin and Silk Robes

of Regal Reds and Purples

i remember long ago when i was a kid

the many nightmare i had

where this horned Red Beast

who breathed fire use to come and visit

often

i have even forgiven them for that

stealing my inner light

and holding it ransom

for their misinterpretation

of how i could get back home

to heaven

do you think they knew

all along that Heaven was always mine

it was within me

just like the Christ guy said

we have looked all around

for what we always had

the key to the gate

and now as i sit and ponder

the migration of spiritual man

i realize we did not have to go as far as we thought

it was all that erroneous stuff

that we bought into

that inhibited our understanding

and the Shepherds of this flock we call Human

had their own agendas

they wanted such empty things as

prestige,

authority,

power,

riches.

Not one of them could fit through that needle’s eye

and they refused to ask why

perhaps it was something about

that Log in their eye

that kept them blinded

and i am reminded

of all the centuries of time

and all the Poet’s Rhymes

that tried to tell us there was so much more

in less

and the leaders tried their best

to keep the knowledge amongst them selves

only to discover this truth i

the real Hell

lives within as well

funny how things change over the ages

the Sages become the Fools

and the Jesters run the schools

for freedom is what we all truly vied for

and died for

and now that the score is back to zero

we are at that point of understanding

that demanding anything

is not the “Secret” of Attraction

nor it’s Law.

we have all lived

and we saw with our own eyes

a greater realization

and that was to but speak a word

and let it be

and here on the South Side of Heaven

I am free

©  10 March 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.