Fractured Tombs Of Time
© Surazeus
2026 10 31

When gods with faces our fathers once wore
may resurrect from fractured tombs of time,
I sing weird siren melody of faith
that lures them to gather around the pool
where Echo dances in long flowing gown
till they transform into idols of stone.

Assembling landscape of lost memories
from photographs in fractured tombs of time,
I stalk the barren fields of singing skulls
to chase away blind ghouls of pestilence
where crowds of hungry people in moonlight
wail for the apple tree burned by despair.

Almost home where rivers water wheat fields
that flourish around fractured tombs of time,
I watch the heron build her secret nest
and listen to grasshoppers sing brave prayers,
yet fate assures my wounded heart that time
erases sorrow till my soul remains.

Though fortune casts me from haven of hope
so I wander past fractured tombs of time,
I focus on road my ardent feet blaze
as I walk forward through the endless maze
to shining mystery on dark hill of bones
where silence invents words for me to sing.

When voices of dead poets wake my soul
from dreamless sleep in fractured tombs of time,
I reach my hand toward startled sun of faith
to snatch fresh apple from the Tree of Truth
in battle against tyrants who oppress
common people struggling to survive.

Eager to watch the new apocalypse
reveal mad gods in fractured tombs of time,
I drive lit strip mall in the twilight zone
where people eat hamburgers in quaint bars
and watch movies about our antiheroes,
so I can understand heart of mankind.

Reincarnated as Golem of Hope
from secret lab in fractured tombs of time,
I stuff bloody pages of epic poems
from ancient books inside cave of my mouth
which animates my clay body with love
to play messiah of our modern world.

Searching for invisible hand of God
that reaches out from fractured tombs of time,
I rattle tambourine of demon thought
because the whole world is my lonely grave,
then cast tablets of law on jagged rocks
so runes slither awake as water snakes.

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Orpheus repairs fractured tombs of time so ghosts of gods from abandoned religions are unable to escape through cracks in mind-numbing creeds of faith.

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