Friday, December 20, 2024

Freedom Of Zarathia

Freedom Of Zarathia
© Surazeus
2024 12 20

Letters written one hundred years ago 
have scattered into fragments of stale words 
no longer able to contain emotions 
soldered with intensity of vain hope 
while ghosts of senders and receivers wait 
century of endless wars at locked gates. 

Old half-blind writer of stories and plays 
sits at worn wood desk with paper and quill 
in apartment above the bakery shop, 
staring at the cemetery of oaks, 
then writes weird prophecies in awkward verse 
about how the new empire will fall too. 

Motherless woman in the warehouse shed 
slashes hundred of portraits with sharp knife 
that she had painted over twenty years 
to erase her pain from dream of the world 
till men lock her in blank asylum room 
where she bites her fingers to paint with blood. 

I hear deep voice in soft splash of sea waves 
murmur with grief of the Americas, 
so I document silence in the cries 
of children orphaned by corporate greed 
who grow up to mourn the bodies of steel 
that we inhabit with computer brains. 

I paint blank mask of my national face 
with color of time extracted from trees 
that grow through cracks of asphalt parking lots 
so bees can thrive again in dusty fields 
to fertilize our lonely hearts with love 
poisoned by insecticides of glass angels. 

The bodies of people painted with blood, 
killed by angry boys with their righteous guns, 
are displayed as mummies of innocence 
in museum of individual rights 
where worshippers gather with solemn prayers 
before gold statue of the rifleman. 

Sacred hunting grounds of the native tribe, 
where their Garden of Eden thrived in peace,  
is now covered by the Mictlan Strip Mall, 
where we drive roads with traffic lights and signs 
to shop at stores for clothing and jewelry, 
then eat hamburgers and fries with cold soda.  

When America vanishes in flames 
of civil war between opposing views 
of democracy against tyranny, 
we will replace fallen empire of greed 
with generous freedom of Zarathia 
where everyone lives equal in the law. 


1 comment:

  1. Orpheus composes new constitution for the Republic of Zarathia that guarantees equal rights, liberties, and opportunities for every person alive on Earth.

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