American Parade Of Lost Souls

American Parade Of Lost Souls
© Surazeus
2017 02 28

Hair blowing in the winds of war at dawn,
and overweight from eating greasy burgers,
fat Bacchus rides the drunken elephant
that barges through the ancient Hall of Justice,
knocking down pillars of Democracy
and trampling on our sacred Bill of Rights,
and all the farmers waving pitchforks shout,
"We come to make our empire great again!"
in the American parade of lost souls.

Snapping selfies of mask that hides her face,
gaunt and wasted from sucking blood of children,
frail Aphrodite perches on the tree
of apples rotting while the people starve,
who slave in factories building computers,
and plucks eyeballs from the teachers of truth,
and all the cowboys gripping shotguns shout,
"We come to make our empire great again!"
in the American parade of lost souls.

Snarling at the wolves of war without teeth
while crawling from the graveyard of dictators,
grim Hades slouches quick toward Bethlehem,
hidden under the white hood of false pride,
with plans to lock us all in prison camps
while making Bacchus puppet of his will,
and all the rednecks driving pickups shout,
"We come to make our empire great again!"
in the American parade of lost souls.

Gliding elegant in bright diamond crown,
with cameras that record our every move,
sleek Artemis with purring voice of faith
tries to sell us shares in the Afterlife
with keys to Paradise they plan to build,
then slips away with all our dollar bills,
and all the god-girls pledging Jesus shout,
"We come to make our empire great again!"
in the American parade of lost souls.

When Robin Hood and Superman arrive
to free good Liberty from golden cage,
grim Hades hurls the fascist axe of hate
that splits guitar which Robin Hood once strummed,
and Aphrodite shrieks with serpent tongue
that crucifies the Man of Steel in church,
and all the rednecks shooting shotguns shout,
"We come to make our empire great again!"
in the American parade of lost souls.

Though Andromeda and Dawnstar appear
to defend Justice assaulted by greed,
drunk Bacchus attempts to snatch their long hair
that chains Andromeda to rock of faith,
and Artemis snaps whip of glamorous lies
that blind clear eyes of Dawnstar with fake news,
and all the god-girls stomping on books shout,
"We come to make our empire great again!"
in the American parade of lost souls.

While Bacchus and Hades crow in triumph,
having imprisoned Liberty and Justice,
Superman rips off his hero disguise
and transforms to the honest journalist
who follows the trail of gold dollar bills
that lead to the secret bank of ambition,
and all the farmers tweeting fake news shout,
"We come to make our empire great again!"
in the American parade of lost souls.

From ancient cave of visions by the sea,
Minerva rides swift Pegasus to fight,
revealing how old senators in masks
close schools to trap our children as wage slaves
who labor in their factories of wealth
while they feast on our fruit in Hall of Justice,
and all the children marching to war shout,
"We come to make our empire great again!"
in the American parade of lost souls.