Haunted Walls Of Troy

Haunted Walls Of Troy
© Surazeus
2023 05 14

I hear sad moans of shades in epic verse 
echo rhythmic cadence of ocean waves 
that bear brave warriors to Hadean caves 
who lament harsh fate of the Beauty Curse, 
so I stand blind on haunted walls of Troy 
to encode weird truth from terrible joy. 

When children of great heroes play fun games 
of war around high ancient city walls 
they choose their final fate that Fortune calls 
through lottery of class, wealth, and family names, 
then fight to the death for who rules the world 
till no one is left but the cosmic herald. 

Madness of Achilles burns hearts of men 
with arrogant pride to dominate stage 
where death destroys the warrior blind with rage 
till Jesus dares redeem him from his sin, 
because Odysseus and Hamlet play chess 
to measure our political progress. 

Alone in cave of Plato with weird dreams, 
I chant whole history of the human race 
fighting global wars to overcome grace 
where winners are the most efficient teams 
organized by Wise Team Leader as God 
who leads most collaborative justice squad. 

While roaming spiral mountain of star spooks, 
where souls of seekers are purged with hard truth, 
I wear fake mask of the messiah sleuth 
to meet ghosts of characters from old books 
who cry for justice to the empty sky 
where the sun is not some omniscient eye. 

Since roots of Irminsul, our tribal tree, 
chart vast underworld maze of social myths, 
carved as statues of gods on monoliths, 
I map struggle of mankind to live free 
in tales of heroes who succeed or fail 
which measures mental worth on moral scale. 

So we construct vast fleet of sailing ships 
to colonize productive lands of Earth 
with enterprise that calculates our worth 
according to laws of religious scripts 
which runs global food-production machine 
to nurture Library of Melusine. 

Ghosts of heroes haunt ruined walls of Troy 
so through riddles of fate I pantomime 
new world cosmological paradigm 
with rule that we create and not destroy 
structures of atoms that compose all things 
which I define with quills from angel wings.