Infinite Jest Of Death
© Surazeus
2018 04 17
This hurricane that batters our frail nation
tries to resurrect the souls of the dead
who rise up from the mud of sloshing rivers
and cry out in fierce wind against injustice.
The Judge who sentences people to die
drives silver Cadillac with long gold horns
to rule in favor of rich men who pay
for their place in the Paradise of Power.
The Jester returns from the wilderness,
talking with Jesus on the mountain top,
and smashes computer tablet of laws
to shards of anecdotes on courthouse steps.
The Accuser and the Advocate face off
in battle for the frail souls of mankind
before grim Death who sits on Judgment Throne,
devouring all with bloody jaws of time.
Death points his finger at flame of my soul
to decide my fate based on my own deeds,
whether I slave in the gold mines of Hellas
or tend fruit trees in the garden of Heaven.
The Jester stands before Temple of Justice
and calls out to blind-folded Liberty
who waves Sword of Righteousness at his face
so he becomes the moon-eyed Owl of Truth.
Descending on wings from hot air balloon
to stand on one-eyed pyramid of Atlas,
the Angel Sariel unrolls Scroll of Spells
and prophesies to all America.
But no one can hear trumpet of his voice
above engines of factories and cars
so he slouches by the River of Tears
where the dead gather to whisper unheard.
The Jester appears from the honey tree
and gives him melon with the bomb inside
so Sariel soars above the rocky mountains
and aims the missile at every big city.
The Jester plays the pipe of melancholy
and leads the lost generation of children
dancing to the infinite jest of bombs
while singing hymns to Shiva the Destroyer.
The Death Judge meets the Jester face to face
on the rim of the Grand Canyon at high noon
to battle over who will rule the world
in the chess game of predator and prey.
The Judge fires ten thousand bullets of hate
that marginalize everyone who is not
clever enough to outwit the blind Devil
with intersectional code of love spells.
The Jester deflects every snarky insult
with rational discourse of formulas
that calculate logical deconstruction
on conscious intent expressed through deeds.
The Jester spirals each conceptual key
unlocking labyrinth of honest illusions
to reprogram logical fallacies
the Judge declares with bold authority.
Just as the Judge has the Jester pinned down
with the soul-numbing mask of the clown
Liberty tosses him the Jewel of Truth
that laser-beams the First Flash of Creation.
The Jester blinds the Judge with paradox,
that a good God would not create a world
where creatures must eat creatures to survive,
then banishes him to the Cave of Illusions.
Liberty crowns the Jester King of Fools,
placing laurel wreath on his humble head,
then he sits on the Judgment Throne to sing
new epic poem about cultural heroes.
We gather in the Temple of the Dead
to celebrate the victory of Justice,
another chapter for the Game of Thrones
in the infinite jest of human life.
© Surazeus
2018 04 17
This hurricane that batters our frail nation
tries to resurrect the souls of the dead
who rise up from the mud of sloshing rivers
and cry out in fierce wind against injustice.
The Judge who sentences people to die
drives silver Cadillac with long gold horns
to rule in favor of rich men who pay
for their place in the Paradise of Power.
The Jester returns from the wilderness,
talking with Jesus on the mountain top,
and smashes computer tablet of laws
to shards of anecdotes on courthouse steps.
The Accuser and the Advocate face off
in battle for the frail souls of mankind
before grim Death who sits on Judgment Throne,
devouring all with bloody jaws of time.
Death points his finger at flame of my soul
to decide my fate based on my own deeds,
whether I slave in the gold mines of Hellas
or tend fruit trees in the garden of Heaven.
The Jester stands before Temple of Justice
and calls out to blind-folded Liberty
who waves Sword of Righteousness at his face
so he becomes the moon-eyed Owl of Truth.
Descending on wings from hot air balloon
to stand on one-eyed pyramid of Atlas,
the Angel Sariel unrolls Scroll of Spells
and prophesies to all America.
But no one can hear trumpet of his voice
above engines of factories and cars
so he slouches by the River of Tears
where the dead gather to whisper unheard.
The Jester appears from the honey tree
and gives him melon with the bomb inside
so Sariel soars above the rocky mountains
and aims the missile at every big city.
The Jester plays the pipe of melancholy
and leads the lost generation of children
dancing to the infinite jest of bombs
while singing hymns to Shiva the Destroyer.
The Death Judge meets the Jester face to face
on the rim of the Grand Canyon at high noon
to battle over who will rule the world
in the chess game of predator and prey.
The Judge fires ten thousand bullets of hate
that marginalize everyone who is not
clever enough to outwit the blind Devil
with intersectional code of love spells.
The Jester deflects every snarky insult
with rational discourse of formulas
that calculate logical deconstruction
on conscious intent expressed through deeds.
The Jester spirals each conceptual key
unlocking labyrinth of honest illusions
to reprogram logical fallacies
the Judge declares with bold authority.
Just as the Judge has the Jester pinned down
with the soul-numbing mask of the clown
Liberty tosses him the Jewel of Truth
that laser-beams the First Flash of Creation.
The Jester blinds the Judge with paradox,
that a good God would not create a world
where creatures must eat creatures to survive,
then banishes him to the Cave of Illusions.
Liberty crowns the Jester King of Fools,
placing laurel wreath on his humble head,
then he sits on the Judgment Throne to sing
new epic poem about cultural heroes.
We gather in the Temple of the Dead
to celebrate the victory of Justice,
another chapter for the Game of Thrones
in the infinite jest of human life.
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