Alligators Of New Faith
Alligators Of New Faith
© Surazeus
2025 03 06
When the world as we know it falls apart
in global transformation of the truth,
we gather to discuss doctrine of rain
to revive spirit of justice through faith
that variegated nations of the Earth
can thrive in harmony of honest peace.
Since olive-tree warbler of Eden sings
with baritone acceptance of contempt,
we translate harsh howl of aggressive faith
into solemn hymns of mutual respect,
and give each other bread and wine to feast
before the falling of the holy bomb.
The silver moon I think is mine alone
shines with compassion on the mountain vale
where herd of elusive soala drink
at pool of faces hidden by gold clouds,
while Yan Po Nagar tends bright mango trees
that sprout from gold eyes of the Rainbow Rong.
The mute sun that always watches us live
sets gold over the Mississippi River
with indifferent calm of slow passing time
that continues though empires of the world
crumble into disarray of greed,
so I photograph serene gleam of water.
Our mothers compose our bodies from dust
of atoms still sparkling from the First Flash,
and our fathers guide us on road of life
so our brains emanate our conscious souls
that fashion world views from our memories,
and then we crumble into soul-less dust.
Brow furrowed in contemplation of fate,
Sarah curls on white-oak chair by the wall
while pale fingers fiddle with braided hair,
then tells ghost of light in the window pane
how she is concerned with ache of her heart
for all innocent children killed in wars.
The hero who defends democracy
jumps off the Tallahassee Bridge at dawn
and swims with alligators of new faith
to wrestle blind demon of fiscal greed
who pilfers treasure from Temple of Saturn
till David hurls spear of judicial hope.
Though global puzzle of our new world order
is still scattered in martial disarray,
the social architect with clever eyes
envisions complex structure for world state
that combines cultural systems of desire
in vigorous United Nations of Earth.
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Orpheus leans over the Tallahassee Bridge to contemplate how the social system of our country is changing, then calls Ophelia to share his fears.
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