Monday, January 2, 2023

Raven Feather Of Truth

Raven Feather Of Truth
© Surazeus
2023 01 02

Subtle as the raven feather of truth, 
blind demon of my heart stands on the moon 
that bleeds tears of the dead in mountain streams 
which drown our bodies in desire to live 
against hostile indifference of mute Nature 
who tenderly nurtures our stoic souls. 

Gripping bag of apples close to my chest, 
I charge forward through forest of despair, 
leaping obstacles of fear on taut wings 
and dodging rivals for natural resources 
with eager ambition to retain wealth 
till I enter gate of victory with joy. 

Discharging campaign to gather ripe fruit 
from bounty of Earth with prehensile pride, 
I consolidate collection of wealth 
by extending empire of land control 
to claim treasures of Earth with bold respect 
that feed my family with nutritious faith. 

Exploding from seeds of fear into trees 
that bleed apples into mouths of lost souls, 
blind demon of my heart leaps from the moon 
that mirrors face of every human being 
born from howling anguish of fertile wombs 
in seething waves of psychic energy. 

Reluctant physics of the hungry brain 
redistributes passion through chains of being 
clogging channels of verbose contraception 
with taut religion of the screaming clock 
that opens portal to the multiverse 
where all my other selves clump into me. 

This intellectual being that traps my soul 
in writhing anguish of pleasurable pain 
wanders through eternity of desire 
to measure womb of uncreated night 
seething with sense of motion in the void 
devoid of heart-piercing light I admire. 

Discrete as the raven feather of truth, 
I record all tragic human events 
with blood from the blind demon of my heart 
who cracks from crystal eggshell of the moon 
to soar on rainbow wings of Lucifer 
over vast waste land of the roadless world. 

Astute with tenuous wittiness of faith, 
I grasp intangible complex of truth 
through ulterior motive of clever love 
to perceive pernicious concept of pride 
as fuel that energizes holy quest 
for elusive glamour of honesty. 

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