A house, a car, as nice and expensive <br />A focus on things, so fixed and intensive <br />The morals are gone, the ego is lying <br />The soul is eclipsed and silently crying <br /> <br />Prayer is left, faith is obscured <br />By drinks and by sex our egos are lured <br />Stocks and cash demand the attention <br />No place for the spiritual dimension <br /> <br />Even if creed and religion’s alive <br />The ego makes it a reason for strife <br />No thought during prayer, only through lips <br />It’s hardly a cure to the soular eclipse <br /> <br />Prayer with heart and prayer with mind, <br />Acts without strife, and randomly kind <br />Are the way of the good ones, the way of the wise <br />Our world and our lives are meant to be nice<br /><br />Aufie Zophy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-soul-ar-eclipse/
