Mad Storm God In Empty Skies
© Surazeus
2015 11 13
Wild flames of hate and fear burn bright again,
flashing in rage from minds of angry men
who worship mad storm god in empty skies
and kill people who refuse to believe
fantasy that we resurrect from death.
Gripping book of ancient legends and myths,
they cock rifles and shoot bullets of hate
to worship mad storm god in empty skies
by killing free people who dance and sing
and refuse to believe their fantasies.
Their ancient world view of controlling god
falls shattered around their prayer-bowing heads
to worship mad storm god in empty skies
and howl in rage that their beliefs are false,
visions conjured from words in holy books.
When mirror of their faith shatters from truth
and shards of illusion flash at their feet
to worship mad storm god in empty skies,
they howl at empty void of timeless death
and kill people who escaped those lies.
Their old world view of supernatural god
disintegrates in light of shining truth
that vengeful mad storm god in empty skies
is seething hatred inside their own heads,
when they strike out in self-consuming rage.
All nations and religions of this world
gather around Eiffel Tower at dawn
to ignore mad storm god in empty skies
who vanishes in breath of loving songs
when we hold hands in unity of peace.
© Surazeus
2015 11 13
Wild flames of hate and fear burn bright again,
flashing in rage from minds of angry men
who worship mad storm god in empty skies
and kill people who refuse to believe
fantasy that we resurrect from death.
Gripping book of ancient legends and myths,
they cock rifles and shoot bullets of hate
to worship mad storm god in empty skies
by killing free people who dance and sing
and refuse to believe their fantasies.
Their ancient world view of controlling god
falls shattered around their prayer-bowing heads
to worship mad storm god in empty skies
and howl in rage that their beliefs are false,
visions conjured from words in holy books.
When mirror of their faith shatters from truth
and shards of illusion flash at their feet
to worship mad storm god in empty skies,
they howl at empty void of timeless death
and kill people who escaped those lies.
Their old world view of supernatural god
disintegrates in light of shining truth
that vengeful mad storm god in empty skies
is seething hatred inside their own heads,
when they strike out in self-consuming rage.
All nations and religions of this world
gather around Eiffel Tower at dawn
to ignore mad storm god in empty skies
who vanishes in breath of loving songs
when we hold hands in unity of peace.
Darn good poem. Mine, less eloquent, runs to one word. Enough!
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