Life As Hungry Savages © Surazeus 2025 03 28 Dozing on the back porch in the warm sun, I contemplate red history of the gun that toppled empires of the sword and horse and fueled mankind on faster-engined course, so now we race to control every isle while attending state feasts with graceful style. The fallen airplane floats on ocean waves just offshore from the secret cliffside caves where our ancestors first drew images to transcend life as hungry savages, so Icarus spreads his wings without faith and soars among clouds with the mindless wraith. His mother calls him from the tower porch, then wanders in the night with flaming torch to find where he has fallen from the sky so she can ask the bitter devil why he dares rebel against the tyrant king who shoots any angel who tries to sing. Kneeling in dust before the pyramid where Jupiter keeps stolen treasure hid, Lucifer packs powder in metal pipe then aims rifle to kill God Archetype who decrees he owns both body and soul of every human he assigns state role. Roused from my slumber in the warm noon sun, I grumble at slaughter caused by the gun the past five hundred years of holy wars that gangs of men fight to control food stores as we transform castles into glass banks and horses mutate into brutal tanks. Glancing upward at glowing clouds of fate, I search blank space for ministers of hate who rampage now through halls of government to pilfer treasures of entitlement that shatters sense of safety we all share in system we had built that shows we care. Dismissing tragic events of this age, caused by the greedy vampire on world stage, King Midas shouts that he will rule the world while citizens pray for the cosmic herald to solve our crisis with respectful law enforced by wisdom of brave Onatah. Illusion of power enforced by guns dissolves at radiance of our freedom songs so we rise up from lethargy of fear and march against the thieving puppeteer to free America from tyranny and build stronger global democracy.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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Friday, March 28, 2025
Life As Hungry Savages
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Orpheus joins Icarus and Lucifer in their march for democracy to oppose the dictator and the vampire who are stealing our souls.
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