Rule Land Of The Free
© Surazeus
2025 09 17

Despite strange controversy of the heart
concerning fractured cycle of the cart,
I run frantically along the cliff edge,
flapping wings with theological pledge
to fall from Heaven and splash in the sea
in failed attempt to rule Land of the Free.

Before catalysis of psychic change
transforms our world view too far out of range,
I try to rein swift flow of history
with tangled lines of hostile prophecy
by excavating crimes of haughty gods
whose arrogance the greedy monarch lauds.

Since no one in the sky is watching us
preen with grace so we look ridiculous,
I build enormous walls for paradise
because my lizard brain accepts the price
we pay for safety is loss of free speech
in hard-earned lessons hungry devils teach.

Though we are nothing but atoms of faith
in bodies composed by the radio wraith,
I wander lazily around the lake
to find the social treasure angels take
which helps me measure centuries of growth
encoded in genes of the sacred oath.

Surprised by beauty of the sun at dawn
that reveals I am nothing but some pawn,
I perform my role in national play
as holy martyr who forgets to pray
in solemn ceremony of the dead
who rattle about in book of my head.

Regret for how our empire falls apart
in synchronized gears of our starless chart
compels my plan to sit alone and fish
while everyone else gambles on their wish
to justify aggressive fight for power
till our bodies are devoured by the flower.

Around omphalos of our spinning world
as Pythian serpent of the cosmic herald,
I dance with wild abandon of the fool
and chant magic spells of the psychic tool
to cleanse our nation of its bitter hate
when Apollo calculates our new fate.

Blind in the rubble of our crushed world view,
designed as puzzle of truth from each clue,
I kiss the Earth as Mother of Mankind
who crowns me prophet with mission to find
the Holy Grail of genetic rebirth
from which I drink love with my natural mirth.

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Orpheus asserts the inalienable right to free speech guaranteed to every human born from womb of Mother Earth, who all shout at each other in a global debate on who claims the right to wield power.

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