Machine Of The Truth
© Surazeus
2025 03 06

The glass vase of lilacs slides off the table
and floats over the city of glass towers
to map traffic patterns of cars that flow
up tangled roots of the lonely elm tree
where young girl in the flower dress plays flute
to explain why the world will never end.

Though people gather at the theater
in late cool evening of blue shadowed breeze,
the girl who plays the melancholy flute
scatters torn fragments of famous portraits
that tumble as leaves across the sidewalk
till children assemble them in new myths.

When the bald man aims the gun at her face
she preaches to the choir of clueless angels
that the past has to be destroyed again
so we can rebuild machine of the truth
on shattered ruins of outdated faith
from weird drawings based on the human scale.

Death overshadows all our noble plans
to found world civilization on fair laws
copied from clay tablets of ancient proverbs
that we found broken in ruins of history
which analyze ambiguous events
smeared on the arbitrary wall of hope.

Night swallows incompleteness of respect
with sentimental value of despair
contrived by parallel concepts of wealth
detailed by special keys of privilege
which factors satire of contemptuous men
who sell their mothers as slaves to the gain.

Dazed by pride of unattainable love,
victims of indifferent fortune discard
sacred words they keep hidden in their hearts
that rot from arrogance of racial grift,
abandoned in doorways of homeless hope
from fluorescent glare of religious faith.

Apprised of proverbs from authentic grief
through improbable estate of false hope,
we choose the impossible dream to buy,
with concurrent clues of magnified rage,
new world view that excludes everyone else
except the thief still unidentified.

In light of all this jumbled reasoning,
no wonder soul of our country for sale
has gone mad with naive surprise to see
Goliath re-elected as president
who appoints Samson to smash all our temples
till David comes with machine of the truth.

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Orpheus finds David retired on a beach in Florida and tries to convince him to help arrest Goliath for treason and theft of government funds.

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