Angel Blood Of Truth
© Surazeus
2025 08 16

When I am old and on the verge of death
I will travel back through spiral of time
to meet young hopeful version of myself
and embrace my breast while I weep with love,
then fill my heart with courage to endure
long journey where I lose before I gain.

Now that I near the end of my life road
I turn back to see how I lived each day
traveling my land sea to shining sea
as I created with craft of my hands
safe garden home from vision of my heart
so my children may live after I die.

From nothing I constructed sturdy home
that shelter souls of my children and spouse
from hostile forces of weather and fear
by building empire with surrounding walls
that enclose the whole world in paradise
though time will erase us all from its dream.

Though stone of fear, bound to my soul with hate,
drags me down into swirling sea of hope,
I cut myself loose from doctrines of pride
to emerge from lightless depths of despair
and walk again on road of fate I blaze,
pregnant with stary-eyed goddess of the sky.

On iridescent thoughts of angel wings
I walk among world crowd of staring eyes
to fight against injustice of blind greed
with fierce attention to needs of their hearts
so with full hands of generous respect
I bestow gifts of the stars for their growth.

From cave of sorrows in waste land of fear
I walk the signless road to Wonderland
where I fight thieves and tyrants in the rain
till new star of my fate shines in the sky
bestowing grace of wisdom on my head
in diamond of insight that guides my way.

By right of birth with angel blood of truth,
beamed in my heart with holy sword of faith,
I forge vast empire of lost refugees
who build flourishing gardens of fruit trees
that spread from temple on the ziggurat
where I watch over people of my land.

Against all odds of brutal obstacles,
hurled at my heart with grasping hands of greed,
I overcome assassins wielding rage
to stand tall on high mountain of the truth
with Lamp of Liberty and Book of Deeds
to guard fertile land of Zarathia.

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