Renegade Star Of Fate
Renegade Star Of Fate
© Surazeus
2026 09 20
While strolling down the busy city street
past shiny stores filled with trinkets and clothes,
I feel ancient spirit of Shamash glow
from tangled turmoil of my pungent heart,
so I organize our corporate empire,
inspired by my renegade star of fate.
Through fractured porcelain mask of plain beauty,
I gaze at spotted pear of innocence
to program formula from moral law
which binds intense emotions of despair
with time-unspooling grace of self-control,
confused by my renegade star of fate.
Paused in forgotten graveyard of sad ghosts,
Ishtar lingers among rain-streaked tombstones
from which all names and dates time has erased,
then gazes up at tall trees of her faith
to ask if I could record their lost tales,
deterred by my renegade star of fate.
Heart floating in breath of the misty moor
as wordless thoughts she wishes were not hers,
Ninhursag gestures magic of her hands
that causes fruit to bloom from trees and hills
then strolls with her lion to Eden Lake,
defined by my renegade star of fate.
While sweet Ninhursag bakes hot loaves of bread
and Enki patrols Ocean of Tiamat,
I climb Mount Dilmun to the Cave of Stars
to contemplate political events
that began when Marduk built new world state,
contained by my renegade star of fate.
For ten thousand years of our spinning globe
I meditate on ziggurat of stars
while watching empires rise and fall in waves
of men fighting to write the narrative
though all our stories crumble into dust,
destroyed by my renegade star of fate.
While Zeus plays chess with Anu over lands
where humans cultivate gold wheat of faith,
Adonis searches forest of pear trees,
but finds Britannia bathing in the pool,
so she bears his daughter, America,
driven by my renegade star of fate.
As Shamash reborn in this present life,
I sing ten thousand years of memories
that codify in moral tragedies
universal laws of human respect
that program how we fight the next world war,
refined by my renegade star of fate.
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Orpheus meets Shamash at the Crippled Pegasus Bookstore where they read their narrative poems about the gods of ancient history, then eat pad thai afterward.
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