I Want To Believe
© Surazeus
2026 05 26

False as devils wearing bright angel masks
are those who willfully misunderstand
specific statements that assert clear points
contrary to selfish motives through greed
their tangled words conceal in trite bromides
that dislocate perverted attributes.

While I keep my head in the stars of dream
I bind my body to the ground of truth
when I investigate uncanny tales
of alien beings from planets far away
who buzz our globe in saucers of star gems
to document the hoax of dreamless facts.

When the Men in Black appear in my house,
beaming down from starship in the sky,
they spread angelic wings of glowing silk
to gaze deep in my mind with crystal eyes
that project visions of the universe
so I see spiral coil of cosmic truth.

Ten thousand orbs of light flash in the sky
over ten thousand towns across the land
so journalists in cars speed lone highways
to chase gray aliens across desert plains
to end of the rainbow where ghosts of fear
vanish in sudden gust of wordless wind.

I want to believe, the agent declares,
while gathering evidence of aliens,
and photographs god in the flying machine
who arrives with wisdom of ancient souls
to usher in New Age of Peace on Earth
so all social conflicts evaporate.

Call them angels or devils in spaceships,
the crazy man in the tinfoil hat shouts,
but they are ancient demons from the stars
who rise up from the surging sea of fear
as Godzilla who rules Earth with despair,
while waving blurry photographs of planes.

Wide-eyed Icarus on the Silver Bridge
spreads white wings wide against storm-blasting wind
and howls with hope in grim Plutonian night
as millions of people gaze in his eyes
that hypnotize their minds with secret truth
so they call for aliens to save our world.

When storm clouds part at blazing flash of dawn,
Jesus beams down from Starship Enterprise
and walks among all nations on our globe
who proclaim him Emperor of the Earth,
so I turn off that television show
and sit on my front porch to play guitar.

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Orpheus wears gray alien mask and floats down from the crane as Deus ex machina to land on outdoor theater stage where he plays King Lear proving to Hamlet that aliens are real.

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