Stuck In Walls Of Tyranny
© Surazeus
2025 07 11

If my heart were to close in moonlit woods
before I can measure scale of the world,
I will have to prove to the faceless ghosts
that my body casts no shadow on Earth,
therefore I have no fear of nothingness
for my atoms are everything that is.

Since I inherit warm breath of my mother
I hold silence of the garden with care
to meditate beneath the ancient oak
about why people still believe prayer works
when expressing their will with intense faith
makes nothing happen in the world of forms.

Yet truth about foreverness of faith
emerges from constricted heart that knows
between explosions of collective fear
which sprout from seeds of hidden memory
since time is endless flow of molecules
that swirl through psychic waves of energy.

If I take tattered sandals off my feet
to kneel before the burning bush of faith,
aware that everything alive will die,
I might almost understand tweets of birds
who argue over who will breed with whom
with intimate play in the urban space.

I am no stranger without mask of god
who stumbles lost in spiritual terrain
for I perceive this world of changing forms
through framework of nostalgic ardency,
too honest to get trapped by agony
because I speak with fiery tongues of angels.

We comfort each other with loving touch
through endless devastation of world wars,
hearts stuck in frozen centuries of gloom,
till with nuance of outrage at injustice
we sell each other honest sympathy
that teaches us the smell of ripened fruit.

Now safe in sanctuary of our hearts
we dwell in homeland of our memory
through survival mechanism of hope
that lights our winding way among our graves
so we can drive to work just before dawn,
stuck in traffic on the capital bridge.

Despite our tragic emptiness of faith
we program new perspectives of the Earth
to look beyond the surface of our pain
so we can find the hidden root of rage
that fuels our headlong rush to paradise
where we get stuck in walls of tyranny.

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Orpheus gives us roadmaps that show us how to unstuck our souls from unjust walls of tyranny.

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