Ballet Of Falling Bombs
© Surazeus
2025 04 03

While star-eyed Clementine, spirit afloat
in surging tides of liquidated dreams,
sings heart-enchanting elegies of faith
for limbless children dancing in fire smoke,
Death films her graceful dance on stage of wealth
as she performs ballet of falling bombs.

Blind Nonsense Devil lurking in her heart
smirks at bromides of the priest in glass church
dressed in suit of dollar bills stained with blood
of children running without arms or legs
in ruins of their shopping malls and schools
to attend grand ballet of falling bombs.

Orpheus wearing white surgical scrubs
walks past the thousand open doors of pain
where amputee children with cheerful smiles
dance on phantom limbs with elegant grace
to catch sweet tears that fountain from our eyes
which they drink in ballet of falling bombs.

Bearing pans of gold from the River Styx,
that flows by the electric throne of God,
Clementine plays banjo in gingham dress
while wearing ruby size-nine dancing shoes
on stage in the Grand Riviera Hotel
where she performs ballet of falling bombs.

Indecipherable rings of the God Tree,
that record long history of human life,
vibrate with music of concentric spheres
when planets of the multiverse align
through gears of fate that crown Clementine queen
with message from ballet of falling bombs.

Eternal night of faith inside her heart
motivates her passion to create good
by helping lonely people lost in space
to find their home in the sheltering sky
so she can live happily in her body
while dancing with ballet of falling bombs.

We spin with anguish of excessive life
together on the carousel of hope
by joining hands around the teeming globe
to sing we are the world of naked souls
still radiant with compassion for the truth
demolished by ballet of falling bombs.

Our souls once linked by memory of laughter
stumble dazed through smoke of dismissive faith
to plant our body-trees in the waste land
of arrogant confidence in our Rightness
that props our empire on gold skeletons
who dance wild in ballet of falling bombs.

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Orpheus leads the souls of amputee children home to paradise where they play games of chase in fields of Elysium.

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