Buy The Bankrupt Farm
© Surazeus
2026 11 10

As I decay through process of old age,
Brian mumbles while driving to his office,
the more hungry Death haunts my torpid footsteps
the more strange urge to howl beautiful songs
swells up from pulsing passion of my heart,
yet I hunch mute in cubicle of fear.

Hope for my children to attain success
through programming template of education
depends on financial support I provide
through daily ritual of analysis
that I perform in vast corporate machine
investing in production of more food.

Trapped in the endless round of give and take
through which organic creatures thrive till death,
our fragile atomic bodies require
constant consumption of material forms
to maintain function of the dreaming brain
which emanates glow of our divine soul.

I cannot find great wisdom of the saints,
Brian smirks as he rides the elevator,
in this cluttered world of material forms
that change in constant swirls of energy,
so I understand why vision of Heaven
deceives us with hope of life beyond death.

Instead of accepting that we are nodes
for temporary shapes of molecules,
arranged to maintain function of the brain,
so many humans desperately believe
that through faith we attain sweet afterlife
as reward for suffering of this vain life.

How pleasant to imagine paradise
as broad lush hills watered by sparkling streams
where we may wander all day in sweet bliss,
consuming fruit from fertile Tree of Life
while singing hymns of praise in endless choirs,
this dream based on ancient history.

Our vision of Heaven as garden of fruit
preserves actual events of our lost past
when we dwelled in thriving communities
of homes with gardens of delicious food
that bloom along rivers of peaceful joy,
ruled by the River God everyone trusts.

Compiling reports of profit and loss
from grocery stores in towns across the land,
Brian types letters on computer screen,
then gazes out small window at the city,
and wonders how much money he can save
to buy the bankrupt farm his father lost.

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Orpheus visits Brian working on is farm who welcomes him with pleasure and invites him to dinner with his wife and three children who laugh with cheerful joy.

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