Reluctant Prayer Of Hope
© Surazeus
2026 04 05

Each time she pauses by the broken door
to listen for reluctant prayer of hope,
another crow emerges from the book
with clocks for eyes that unspool alphabets
while tired construction workers drink hot beer,
because she waits for her ship to come in.

Fake photographs from family of ghosts,
stuffed inside leather suitcase of wolf skin,
escape from aching laughter of her heart
to live as butterflies in shadowed rooms
where children play board games of psychic war
while ships of slaves sink in electric storms.

Back when old kings ruled every crowded land
from castles of aggressive greed for gold,
her grandparents folded her in the box
and sent her overseas on ship of state
so she lives now in small Missouri town
where she tries to ignore the weeping clown.

Arranging books on brave library shelves
in moral order of their truthfulness,
she ponders how the television works
transmitting images in crackling air
like crystal ball of the grim sorcerer
who builds model ships in bottles of faith.

These faint fragments of cultural debris,
that float about her on butterfly wings,
she slots in expanding puzzle of truth
as picture that shows nations of the world
clashing in fierce religious wars for oil
which fuels our piston-engine time machines.

Ascending narrow stairs of innocence,
she stands on peaked roof of brave Jupiter
to survey sprawling maze of city streets
where billions of people struggle to live
in constant hunger for paradise lost
as robots building cars and radios.

Sharp cry for justice in the teeming crowd
sparks revolution of the working class
who program computers in cubicles
that weave world wide web of god consciousness
combining social media anecdotes
in never-ending novel of success.

Relaxed on front porch of her cottage home,
free from bondage of marriage and religion,
she writes novel about the abused girl
who reclaims her life with struggle for truth
to live as true self nascent in her heart
while jets bomb homes in countries far away.

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Orpheus plays flute while Ophelia writes her novel that combines horror and romance disguised as literary fiction to explore the complexity of life in our global civilization.

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