Voices Of Broken Hearts
Voices Of Broken Hearts
© Surazeus
2026 04 09
If I should suppose that snow would destroy
this world civilization that we built
from twisted bones of dinosaurs and gods,
then I should look out window of the house,
where my cousin General Lee once stood,
and contemplate new state of Liberty.
My book of prophecies that no one reads
may adumbrate no future ever seen,
yet moon of sorrow deciphers my joke
to mean that we are stuck in maze of myths
with only glass of water to preview
wild ocean that flows as blood in our veins.
Though I cannot measure with tangled verse
how far we have come down the signless road,
I should empathize with telephone lines
that listen to voices of broken hearts
so much they weep icicle tears of hope
that crash on the windshields of hungry cars.
If I should try to understand your heart
before it flies away on sparrow wings,
my house may reshape cubicle of hope
so time accommodates electric words
that beam weird rainbow eyes of psychic truth
to understand how water flows from thought.
When my cousin John Brown raises his gun
to free enslaved people from greed for gain,
I shall join his crusade to set them free
so we may beat brave drums of Liberty
where oil rigs weep for death of Clementine
whose eyes beam rays of moonlight in my heart.
Though brittle colors of our state archives
process our dreams as technicolor ghosts,
we open gates for travelers of time
who give white breezes of soul-pardoning
to ancient Saturn with long beard of fate
sprawled among exploding flowers of faith.
Our misty island never changes shape
though frantic ocean waves of bitterness
attempt to reframe state ontology
in ways that criminalize worshipped gods
who travel to strange country of glass doors
till we adjust how we view moral rules.
Because I wish to be her follower,
commissioned to guard her body from harm,
I calculate new ways we measure truth
to navigate geography of love,
and dwell save in museum of respect
where we translate voices of broken hearts.
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Orpheus records voices of broken hearts in lyrical ballads which he generates into heart-aching videos that become popular on social media.
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