We Fight For World Unity
© Surazeus
2017 12 16
We see in the mirror of other faces
reflections of our own dreams we forgot
because we walk somewhere we must design,
mapping our life as we explore the world.
We read the forgotten biography
of lives we might have lead on packages
of things we purchase in large shopping malls,
hidden in the names of people who made them.
We hear our own voices on radios
singing strange feelings for lost memories
we gave away while closing our tired eyes
and stayed silent in the face of hostility.
We forge shields of silence around our hearts
to protect the paradise of childhood,
surrounding our garden of innocence
with stone walls of stoic indifference.
We kneel at the fountain of narratives
to drink the purified dreams of lost hope
and tell stories to strangers that relate
the victimhood of our struggle to live.
We laugh in the weird hurricane of history
and fly on bold Icarian wings toward heaven,
wishing God had created a universe
where we can drink nothing but light to live.
We claw nuggets of wisdom from the Earth
and scatter them on the table of church,
but we must forge them into swords and grails
to fight for freedom and drink juice of love.
We drive cars speeding on highways of hope,
chasing the rainbow of wealth to ascend
the thousand-step pyramid of success
where the president reigns as global god.
We open the fridge of desperate hunger
for epic adventure battling the forces
of tyranny which oppress our vast nation,
but find only the last bottle of soda.
We surf the information highway of lies
and battle the trolls of racism and hate
with swords of compassion and logic forged
in the flames of civil war that we stoke.
We cheer our heroes who defeat the tyrants
and weep when they fall in battle of wits
then send another hero forth to die,
hoping they are David for their Goliath.
We wandered too far from the harping bridge
to the twenty-first century to retreat
from the fight to forge hostile nation-states
into strong United Nations of Earth.
We fight for world unity and peace
that we must forge ourselves in flames of war
for tribes always merge into large empires
and share the cultural wisdom we invent.
We kill the killers who oppress good people
and overthrow the tyrants of blind greed
to enforce strict rules of honest Utopia,
creating Heaven on Earth out of Hell.
© Surazeus
2017 12 16
We see in the mirror of other faces
reflections of our own dreams we forgot
because we walk somewhere we must design,
mapping our life as we explore the world.
We read the forgotten biography
of lives we might have lead on packages
of things we purchase in large shopping malls,
hidden in the names of people who made them.
We hear our own voices on radios
singing strange feelings for lost memories
we gave away while closing our tired eyes
and stayed silent in the face of hostility.
We forge shields of silence around our hearts
to protect the paradise of childhood,
surrounding our garden of innocence
with stone walls of stoic indifference.
We kneel at the fountain of narratives
to drink the purified dreams of lost hope
and tell stories to strangers that relate
the victimhood of our struggle to live.
We laugh in the weird hurricane of history
and fly on bold Icarian wings toward heaven,
wishing God had created a universe
where we can drink nothing but light to live.
We claw nuggets of wisdom from the Earth
and scatter them on the table of church,
but we must forge them into swords and grails
to fight for freedom and drink juice of love.
We drive cars speeding on highways of hope,
chasing the rainbow of wealth to ascend
the thousand-step pyramid of success
where the president reigns as global god.
We open the fridge of desperate hunger
for epic adventure battling the forces
of tyranny which oppress our vast nation,
but find only the last bottle of soda.
We surf the information highway of lies
and battle the trolls of racism and hate
with swords of compassion and logic forged
in the flames of civil war that we stoke.
We cheer our heroes who defeat the tyrants
and weep when they fall in battle of wits
then send another hero forth to die,
hoping they are David for their Goliath.
We wandered too far from the harping bridge
to the twenty-first century to retreat
from the fight to forge hostile nation-states
into strong United Nations of Earth.
We fight for world unity and peace
that we must forge ourselves in flames of war
for tribes always merge into large empires
and share the cultural wisdom we invent.
We kill the killers who oppress good people
and overthrow the tyrants of blind greed
to enforce strict rules of honest Utopia,
creating Heaven on Earth out of Hell.
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