The Flesh Dies Alone

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Ezekiel M. Bey

The Flesh Dies Alone
By Ezekiel M. Bey, FPS

As I sat by the window looking up on high
Trying to see the figures in the darken skies
My imagination creating forms of pleasure
As the clouds moved east, geometric measures

Now the clouds got thick, heavy they became
when the winds picked up, followed heavy rains
as the waters clashed against the window ledge
the leaves off trees blew away the hedge

The scenery was furious like a hurricane
Throwing all its might like a cargo train
But in one quick second everything just stopped
Everything was calmer, not even one raindrop

From the skies above came the brighten SUN
The magnificent rays broke the clouds of heaven
I understood why darkness compliments the day
I understood why man was molded out of clay

And so I saw creation right before my eyes
How it all appeared, from within it lies
There’re no shadows cast on an opened mind
The no-limit space where there is no time

I can just recall when I joined the Lodge
Holy Book on Altar, checkered floor mirage
Remember the window I looked out to see
It was not outside but inside of me

So as we shape the ashlar , that is made of stone
A long road is traveled, pass the borne unknown
You’ll one day lay down- your flesh and your bones
Rejoicing soul ascends, the flesh dies alone.


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Fred is a Past Master of Plymouth Lodge, Plymouth Massachusetts, and Past Master of Paul Revere Lodge, Brockton, Massachusetts. Presently, he is a member of Pride of Mt. Pisgah No. 135, Prince Hall Texas, where is he is also a Prince Hall Knight Templar . Fred is a Fellow of the Phylaxis Society and Executive Director of the Phoenix Masonry website and museum.


  1. Great poem, my Brother. My husband, Bro. Levian G. Hall, speaks highly of you, and after reading this poem, Br. Bey, I understand why. May other Brothers be as enLIGHTened as you and Bro. Hall, and may they be as willing to share that LIGHT for others you both may encounter. Be blessed.

    Sis. Petrice D. Hall
    Worthy Matron
    Lola Simon Chapter #33, OES-PHA
    Tampa, Florida

  2. Bro.Bey,
    Good stuff as usual my Brother! Hope all is well with ya. I tried to call you at work a few days back, you were in a meeting. Holla,
    Hope Lodge #19 F&AM PHA

  3. Levian Hall,
    A brother recommended I talk to you about a demit. If you are the correct Levian. He said you live in the Tampa area. If this is you please contact me via email at:

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