Death Smiles At People
Death Smiles At People
© Surazeus
2026 09 14
Death smiles at people singing songs of faith,
delighted at how they express their love
through graceful dance of body-morphing lust,
adoring how they writhe and howl with hope
to shine with beauty of the timeless light
while waiting to snuff out flames of their souls.
Alert to presence of Death in dim shadows
which lurks near my people who dance with joy,
I peer at amorphous gleam of despair
that hovers among trees with bitter eyes
of desperate hunger from the hollow world,
prepared to fight whatever might attack.
Death mocks my vigilance with eerie screech
I almost hear from silence of dark gloom,
so I glance up at freezing flap of wings
to see vast hovering cherub of despair
that opens wide gaping jaws of regret,
poised to consume bright souls of dancing folk.
Tense with concern for life of precious souls,
I contract swirl of psychic energy
from sudden lightning flash of frantic fear
when I congeal compact helix of light
twisting spirals of thought in focused coils
to condense demonic flash in my heart.
Death shrieks contempt of active ardency
at sorrow-twisted mask that shields my soul
with pulsing curls of intertwined respect,
so I unfurl excessive wings of faith
at spark of truth when I embrace despair
and suck its rage into my calm esteem.
Assertive spring of flight through sharp regard
confers swift launch of my observant hope
when I leap suddenly at ghost of fear
to fight the snarling demon with sharp claws
that clamps my arm with hungry jaws of rage
so I stab blade of truth into its neck.
Death writhes in agony of harsh defeat
so I clasp tight its thrashing rage with faith
till monstrous ghoul contorts at shock of death,
then I stand and gasp with triumphant sigh,
but turn surprised when dancing people cheer
to celebrate my victory over death.
Weltschmerz at pleasure of cynical pride
preserves calm satisfaction that my deed
protects my joyful people from harsh strike
of hungry death, so I drink bitter wine
while wearing cape of wolf-fur when I rule
on throne of honor at our victory feast.
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