We Rebuild Our State
© Surazeus
2026 02 14

Once I break on through to the other side
and dance in doorway of eternity,
I float in blissful consciousness of pain
as bright electric snow of spirit gain,
then sing new world view for modernity
that sparks pure laughter of our humble pride.

She asks me where I live with river voice,
so I build highways sea to shining sea
that link all cities in vast maze of souls
awake with joy of oscillating roles
between vast emptiness of light we see
because we weave our fate with every choice.

We dwell in holy land of Zathamar
with brave attention of community
that we join hands and hearts with honest faith
and guard our fellow citizens with ruth
based firm on social opportunity
despite dictatorship of Belshazzar.

We float on ocean of one global mind
with earnest wisdom of dynamic change
encrypting dream code with fantastic tune
to open wide perceptive door of soon
through sudden renaissance of perfect strange
contingent on weird contract Phoebus signed.

Intrusive measurement of tethered light
exposes romance of intense surprise
we share while watching fearful castles fall
at subtle psalm that chronicles weird call
contrived to explicate our mirror eyes
so we learn how to calculate the right.

If we break free from arrogant dismay
at serpent song of pine trees on the ridge,
we might see Helios create the wheel
in time to understand how we should feel
while dancing on frail sorrow of the bridge
that fools is into learning how to pray.

Because doors of perception reveal truth
recorded on gold scrolls by cosmic herald,
our eyes perceive ideas forming things
that channel energy through horcrux rings
which we employ at stage we are imperiled
to vote as president messiah sleuth.

Confused by joke of ardent tragedy
unspooling fortunes gambled for by time,
we all unite our individual goals
to guard our neighbors from aggressive trolls
who earnestly repent of evil crime
as we rebuild our state through comedy.

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Orpheus wanders land of Zathamar to preach salvation of the wounded star who transforms into owl with moon-gold eyes.

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