Suffering Of Our Land
© Surazeus
2025 06 24

The clear spring in the apple forest counts
how many petals fall from dreamless hands
thousands of years to cover our lost graves
where ravens fly along turbulent streams
with agitated sorrow of my heart
that helps me break through gates of paradise.

Encoding sorrow in weird images
that illustrate the suffering of our land,
I catch words dropping from the fractured sky
and plant them in the soil of aching hearts
for we must part on trail of broken stones
which I transform into the book of dreams.

Each sudden gust of trembling air foretells
terrible storms that crash across the land
and crush our homes and gardens with disdain
of calm indifference for our fragile lives,
so we dance wild with flames of ecstasy
to celebrate rebirth of apple trees.

We paste old photos of our memories
on walls of houses in bomb-blasted towns
to paper over sorrow of our loss
so tourists visiting our quirky squares
will see the charm, and not our suffering,
though ghosts write our stories on walls in blood.

Though bombs of oligarchs destroy our homes,
disrupting museums, churches, and schools,
our children gather in fear-ruined walls
to draw charming pictures of paradise
and write poems of hope with pens carved from bones,
that channel ghost of electricity.

While landscaping lawn at the restaurant,
Narcissus thinks about his honest sons
who fight for our country in the Marines
till nine men wearing masks aim guns at him
and chase him through the streets of paradise,
then slam him to the street and cuff his hands.

Locked in the bitter prison of contempt,
Narcissus leads the nameless prisoners
in songs of revolution against hate,
but voices of their hearts for liberty
dissolve in storm of innocent dismay
till cement walls crumble into beach sand.

In green eyes of Earth Goddess I can see
millions of people yearning to live free,
so I open wide the door of paradise
and beckon they enter the Promised Land,
so they storm the Gates of Heaven with hope
to taste healthy fruit from the Tree of Knowledge.

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