Rebuild Myself With A New Name

Rebuild Myself With A New Name
Surazeus
2016 06 07

Walking down the street in the morning light,
I think about my dreams of you last night.
Everything in the world is just the same
as I keep on searching for a new name.

I feel the sun weaving light in my soul,
a cluster of atoms dreaming the whole.
I am a piece of the puzzle of life,
inserting myself in the game of strife.

I refuse to play their live-or-die game
so I rebuild myself with a new name.

I stop before the gate to paradise
and give to the angel my new device.
She lets me in for a hug and a kiss
so I tend her garden, singing in bliss.

The kings send the peasants to fight their wars
while lonely wives weep in their empty doors.
Children by the river play old war games
and give each other belligerent names.

I refuse to play their live-or-die game
so I rebuild myself with a new name.

Stumbling lost on the hill of broken dreams,
I find the Spinster of Fate sewing seams.
She sews me a cloak from fur of a bear
so I can climb the crumbling castle stair.

I look for Rapunzel in the tower room
but find my face in the mirror of gloom.
We fight a world war every eighty years
and leave our children to sing away tears.

I refuse to play their live-or-die game
so I rebuild myself with a new name.

I find princess bride by the garden pool
who gives me a guitar to play her fool.
I grip her crown and drive her motor car
and we drive home before the morning star.

Though our world burns down in the flames of greed
we build new castles in the sky of need.
The queen rides her lion across our land
so I journey to lend a helping hand.

I refuse to play their live-or-die game
so I rebuild myself with a new name.