Food For Everyone To Eat
© Surazeus
2025 11 09

On that fatal day of my soul rebirth,
when kingdoms and empires fall into ruin,
I stand before blind goddess of the moon
and pray that justice be dealt equally
to all who struggle daily to survive,
but she just smiles and shimmers gracefully.

With hammer of freedom I smash the wall
that long divided nation of my heart
so we can walk again with heads held high
through arch of triumph built from skulls of gods
and feast with strangers on the Gottesplatz
who cheer resurrection of brave Sigurd.

Awake in mountains of Bohemia,
where ravens teach me mysteries of the world,
I search for secret cave of emeralds
which gleam as eyes of Earth with ancient dreams
revealing code of atom-woven genes
through radiant essence that defines my soul.

Subtracting random variants of my breath,
pulsing with bright quintessence of my dust,
I formulate grand principles for love
asserting vigor through tenacity
that drives my progress to transcend my soul
with brave enthusiasm for rebirth.

No supernatural beings of spirit force
haunt us in shimmer of electric light
except what we hallucinate through fear
that faceless demons disguised as good men
control our bodies with systemic laws
to suppress our will to live our own way.

So I leave city maze of market stores
with coins of metal forged from bones of workers
to chat with star-eyed owl in the World Tree
who teaches me how deeds of common sense
unite hearts of the people to create
fair state where we bloom in adversity.

Providing food for everyone to eat,
Jesus offers respect to every soul
who stands with dignity of hopeful breath
to craft necessities with honest hands
in service to communal needs of all
who work in harmony of paradise.

Though tyrants always rise from poverty
with fierce determination of despair
to control how everyone lives and loves,
they fall from excess lust of bitter pride
so we can work in harmony of hope
to help each other thrive till we all die.

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Orpheus operates food banks in every city from sea to shining sea where millions of hungry people, working for low wages, go each week to get sacks of food conjured by thoughts and prayers.

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