Facile Force Of Fate
© Surazeus
2026 02 08

If we ignore how our tears drown the world
with cheerful anecdotes of weird success
we might find ancient mask of innocence
in gloomy evening of the silent house
by counting raindrops streaming down cracked glass
which seem to represent people we love.

If we must think about empowerment
by running across shifting sands of change
we should assess treasures from cabarets
that we inherit without ache of need
so we may fashion better way to live
beyond confusion of hypocrisy.

If we escape cage of bewilderment
with shining faces of gods we could steal
we may dispel deception of the state
that preys on us with facile force of fate
by choosing who plays prophet of our creed
though trapped in shadow of the global church.

If we sell bread of hope to lonely souls
who wander in the signless neighborhood
we might learn how to fish for compliments
that we can roast on flames of poverty
while we adore the new celebrity
who gives us cans of food we cannot eat.

If we think we are not responsible
for safety of our stolen relatives
we cannot sell torn tickets to the game
because we lost the key to global fame
so we extinguish smoldering fears of death
to sell our luggage in the marketplace.

If we presume to be more innocent
without insurance to back up our claim
we should suspect the holy priest of fraud
who sells us tickets to the afterlife
that we leave scattered on the desert sand
as we keep searching for the Promised Land.

If we try to improve our attitude
by waiving all our inalienable rights
we may have to fight for rotten respect
because we are the lost cause of the world
detained by secret police without eyes
who accuse us all of being foreign spies.

If we divine state of our bankruptcy
through gleam of trophies on the sagging shelf
we could buy forty acres by the sea
where proud grandfather clock of broken time
records each penalty we cannot pay
by burning family albums just at dawn.

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Orpheus hosts glamorous parties for the rich and famous in his mansion of mirrors in the shining city on the holy hill of America.

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