Mindless Winds Of Hope

Mindless Winds Of Hope
© Surazeus
2025 04 04

While I gaze at the shy flowers of Earth 
that bloom in the Georgia spring-evening heat, 
I want to cherish beauty of wild Nature 
and forget about the greed of mankind, 
ignoring how the man who runs the show 
is breaking all that we value as good. 

Though flowers that bloom from soil of the Earth 
may seem to be imperishable things 
that mimic stars exploding in the sky, 
I feel their fragile passion to survive 
hoary-frosted nights of unexpressed anguish 
that unwinds sorrow of the spiral whorl. 

Ten thousand years of flowers blooming bright 
measure rise and fall of empires men rule 
so I must cultivate with stoic care 
calm patience when our present empire falls, 
corrupted by greed of embittered men 
who grasp in vain to control rainbow beams. 

No loving care can force flowers to bloom 
for they spring naturally from soil of death 
to uncurl beauty hidden in their seeds 
as rich potential inherent within, 
so, when illusions of wealth crumble, we 
toil together in harsh fields of hope. 

We ride our ether-gliding ship of Earth 
to sail from Atlantis as towers fall 
crashing into swirled chaos of the sea 
with helpless faith in mindless winds of hope, 
inspired by tale of Aeneas in Rome 
to found new nation in the Promised Land. 

Though vision of America we built 
collapses into anarchy of greed 
when bitter oligarchs steal everything, 
we build from ruins of bold principles 
new nation of Zarathia that bears 
treasure of freedom and justice for all. 

Through wastes of hungriness and rancid blight 
we search for somewhere we can call our home, 
but, though we settle on some river shore 
for one or two generations of peace, 
we always flee, uprooted from our garden 
by refugees who drive us from our land. 

Despite resolute hearts of hungry faith 
that justice will be served with honest law, 
because we toil to extract from rich Earth 
wealth of success we deserve to accept, 
time crushes everything we build to ash, 
and throws our holy books into the trash.