Empire Of Jocular Play
© Surazeus
2026 08 21

If we attempt to stop the clocks of change,
and tangle voices in telephone lines,
to silence celebration at dire hour
the greedy tyrant tumbles from his throne,
despair for life will burst from wounded hearts
and crack the sky with fireworks of new joy.

Contours of anguish wrapping hearts with hope
divulge more passion than we care to show
when we assemble on mist-flurried shore
with plan to conjure from abysmal gloom
new demon of despair to haunt our land
and shadow our great nation with blind faith.

Too many puerile farmers and bank clerks
attempt to plaster laws across the sky
more beautiful than carnage of world war
when prophets wander lost in busy streets
to find their enemy is almost dead,
white-faced as angels they flee from in dreams.

Yet we all pause from revelry at dawn
to hear the starry-eye soprano sing
heart-wrenching hymn of tragic innocence
while gleam of Sirius, her guiding star,
reveals the baltering torrent of our tears
though we dance with unsteady ardency.

Strange victory shout of cardiac respect
may act as uncommercial catalyst
for bold uprising of communal clans
against incompetence of legal greed,
yet we desert cathedrals of contempt
to play exotic roles in public squares.

My brain may now be vacant of old creeds,
erased by brave endurance of concern
in frantic storms of social dominance,
but I shall rise from muck of sublime truth
to rebuild empire of jocular play
despite indulgence on the peccant stage.

My wounded heart expands beyond its ken
when Sibyl sings from golden cage of truth
calm tablet-chat of arcane prophecies,
so I translate strict formulas for wealth
from purling laughter of clear mountain streams
which knits immigrants in new freedom tribe.

Since we will dwell in Land of Unconcern,
brave bodies crushed by supple gears of change,
fake prayers revive our souls of poisoned faith
with mute inoculants, by angels brewed
with brazen laughter for the shock effect
that teaches us to value what is real.

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Orpheus finds Auden by the mountain stream so they share jokes about the rise and fall of tyrants in the baltering torrent of aggressive warmongers and clowns.

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