Belili Writes My Name
© Surazeus
2025 07 14

The casual way he talks about the sea
confuses horses of posterity
with valiant monuments to memories
that crumble into sand with turn of time
which shall erase all names of humankind
for we are broken statues of the mind.

With hungry hearts of anguish for the truth
we march with laurel branches and death spears
to escort with wild cheers of angry hope
the banker and the fishwife in gold carriage
knee-deep on muddy roads in pouring rain
back to the Bastille and its bloody flags.

When frightful demon of the cursed abyss,
disguised as star-eyed cardinal of faith,
reveals the entrance to the Underworld,
I strum my lyre to play ethereal tunes
and tread the fragile bridge of groaning bones
to find soul of the woman I love most.

I kneel before Belili on her throne
and offer basket of plums from my heart,
so she accepts with beaming moon-bright smile
and eats my heart with serpent teeth of love
that makes me writhe with ecstasy of faith
till my brain explodes with the lightning flash.

Stuck now in portal of the fractured world,
I feel my body pulse with eager lust
to generate new body for my soul
so I can walk the world of hills and lakes
four hundred million years of bitter strife
to transcend my weakness with loyal love.

Since death is opposite of leaving you
I curl my spirit in your aching heart
which drives your passion to live for each hour
as we walk far around the spinning Earth
one million times to find the Promised Land
that has always existed in my mind.

Belili gives me book of writhing ghosts
and asks me to give each new-designed soul
the secret name that keys their fate in life
so they can make the mask they want to wear
based on how ancestral memories guide
each choice they make that results in rebirth.

Belili writes my name with sizzling blood
on stone walls of cathedrals in the sea
to conjure demon of my heart from Hell
so I have power of the honest sword
to cast the tyrant from the throne of truth
so she can reign again as Queen of Earth.

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Orpheus offers Belili gift of the scroll he made with dragon skin after writing epic tales of her achievements with demon blood.

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