Weird Traumatic Events
© Surazeus
2025 10 22

This voice I design from stark agony
translates screams of horror to songs of joy
consistent with hope-standard principles
we humans invent to manage despair
as we keep walking down the signless road
through bitter storms to find the Promised Land.

Expansive scope of concepts I express
assimilates every possible thought
that human brains devise from fluid flash
of images replayed from memory banks
to analyze weird traumatic events
and program productive response of faith.

Young girl hiding in sky-sprawling oak tree
gasps in shock to see gang of men destroy
safe family home her wise grandfather built
with hands that molded matter of the Earth
to form protective walls of sincere faith
till grand halls are reduced to rubble heaps.

Suppressing screams of horrible despair
so wreckers cannot find her hiding place,
Minerva runs away into dark woods
to crouch in cave beside the waterfall
where her ancestors lived six thousand years
and hide in shadows of sweet memories.

Though they destroyed her safe family home
to build enormous palace for the rich,
she returns to stand before castle gate
till someone hires her as the kitchen cook
where she bakes bread for the wealthy to eat
while salting their soup with tears of despair.

One day Orion, playful carefree son
of the castle king, who loves to chase girls,
encounters Minerva rolling pie dough,
and gazes astonished in her bright eyes,
so they embrace with passionate desire,
kissing as they grasp each other with love.

When she gives birth to his first-born male child,
Orion crowns Minerva princess bride
while she sits enthroned in long blue silk gown
so all the dukes and barons in the land
kneel before her son as baby crown prince,
then she sings hymn about her faith in God.

Trapped in small room in the tall castle tower,
Minerva turns away from the round mirror
that reveals her wrinkled face and long gray hair,
then watches her son riding large white horse
as he leads army of soldiers with spears
to build world empire under Christ the King.

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Orpheus kneels before young castle queen and offers plate of apples for the cute crown prince who snatches his hair instead and giggles with delight.

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