Holy Book Of History
Holy Book Of History
© Surazeus
2025 10 09
I could live ten thousand years from the prize
earned through the sweat and tears of singing spells
that readjust how brains perceive the world,
except that I am cursed with dragon eyes
that see beautiful angels in dark wells
who appoint me to play the cosmic herald.
I could wear mask of prophet you discard
by walking signless road to Wonderland
where starving children worship puppet clowns,
except my face reflected in the shard
resembles leader of the marching band
who sings of Jesus in small country towns.
I could reveal immortal soul of genes
that pulses bright in glass cells of my soul
through television screens of memory,
except our brains now animate machines
as mindless robots who perform their role
programmed by Holy Book of History.
I could continue to evolve soul form
from fish to god by twisting words of faith
in frantic game to achieve global fame,
except I love to dance in lightning storm
that swirls from psyche of the cosmic wraith
whose wisdom realigns the social frame.
I could compare philosophy of truth
to cube of concepts that Rubik designed
which simulates aspects of our world view,
except the fool who plays messiah sleuth
will be crucified as the mastermind
who codes theology from what is true.
I could transcend limits of space and time
to surf waves of our dream continuum
through undulating tunes of aching hearts,
except ideal of God evolves from slime
to build fruit garden in Elysium
where faceless ghosts live bound by starless charts.
I could achieve success through tyranny,
exploiting people to increase my wealth
as I declare myself Great King of Earth,
except I wander lost in fantasy
that I will live forever in good health
through magic miracle of second birth.
I could relax in peaceful paradise
and read literary novels of fate
in quiet suburb cottage of success,
except the tyrant, trapped in greedy vice,
contrives to rule the world with bitter hate,
so someone has to clean up this world mess.
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