Do Not Look Back At Sodom Poem by David Ugba

Do not look back at Sodom
The city of foolish questions
Where mysteries are burnt
Before the Angels of love


Do not ask how the blind sees again
Nor how the flower bud
Cracks its thick wall
To sip the sunlight with its strong desire

Do not wonder how the mountain demists
Nor how embittered thought
Burns out through the spotless soul to freedom
Into the charming laughters to reality

Do not look back at Sodom
Nor wonder how the lame walks again
Do not wonder in the city of the spirit with earthen foot
Nor speak to God with wooden tongue

Do not search in earthen mind the city unseen
Where mortal echoes are silence in their faintest world
Nor thoughts click to open unseen doors
Except without the question '"how? "

Do not look back at Sodom
Nor ask how, where, when or why
In the city beyond your pulsating life mud
beyond even the poetic mind
Do not ask where comes the water
From the dry belly of the rock
When Moses struck God's rod

Nor how flew the quails
Into the lifeless wilderness of the Hebrews
When the Israelite glared in hypnotic questions

Are there not trillions of quails
And billions of oceans in the mind of his spirit?
Are there no mountains of eyes, noses, limbs and breath
When God bids to answer?
Are there not endless seas of possibilities
Beyond your pulsating mind
Where life does not live in ends?
Nor the calmest breeze nor the gracious songs
Beyond the rhythm of historic songs?

Do not go back to Sodom
For there are endless seas of riches
After the poor struggle of your human might?

Do not ask me again
Where comes the sight that never was
Nor the breath that once ceased?

Listen.
Hear the jubilation
Beyond the wall of Sodom
Only believe
And here it comes, manifesting
From the city where nothing is earthly

Then, clench not your earthen mind with pride
Nor your perishable wisdom in boastful eyes
For they can not see beyond the closest door to the spirit

Where everything is complete
Where everything is perfect
Where everything is at rest.

Where I hear a trumpet
From the pure flame of brightness
Fading away..floating away...Folding her breath
Beyond the doubting minds
Of human questions

A question no one cares to answer
A foolish question from
A foolish mind
Which floats like a dead fish
On the sea beyond the human door