Blind Hope Of The Road

Blind Hope Of The Road
© Surazeus
2023 06 06

What strange intensity my heart must feel 
each hour the gold sun glimmers on the world 
for me to swell with anguish of the wind 
till I become the blind hope of the road 
I follow till I find edge of the world 
with each crunch of my worn shoes in the dirt. 

Michael pauses at edge of the high cliff 
to gaze at white waves sparkling on the sea 
where fishing boats bounce in the gusting wind 
and wonders why the world has become strange 
since he helped expose the treasonous plot 
by the minister to replace the king. 

The arrow Cupid fires strikes at his heart 
when he sees Aisling by the apple tree 
who clutches throat of the poisonous snake 
to capture venom in the holy grail, 
then mixes in mushrooms, honey, and milk, 
which she offers him with wink of her eye. 

When Michael drinks sweet nectar of Ishtar 
he feels his body soar into the sky, 
so he spreads raven wings of joyful lust 
to shout new gospel to the world below 
that God is illusion kings use to rule 
so break free from his power through free will. 

Roaring from the sea, quick as lightning strikes, 
fierce Dragon of Authority attacks 
the naive boy on Wings of Icarus 
who bears in his hands Lamp of Lucifer 
and Sword of Meroveus that gleams bright 
with thirst to taste hot blood of monstrous greed. 

Swooping on firm wings with elegant grace, 
Michael battles Dragon of Tyranny 
high over Gotham City at midnight, 
striking sword of justice at privilege 
till he pierces crack of arrogant pride 
to kill the tyrant with democracy. 

Snapping awake from vision of just war, 
dizzy on wind-battered Cliffs of Moher, 
Michael chuckles with energy of truth 
that vibrates from Brian Boru Harp he bears, 
then wanders safe around Slough of Despond 
to knock at Gates of Heaven before dawn. 

From gold blaze of light the White Hart appears 
through door of castle tower on the hill, 
so Michael strums the sacred harp and sings 
while Aisling scatters gold coins to the poor, 
who sit at computers inside their homes 
and tweet opinions while the ocean swirls.