If We Defy The Fates © Surazeus 2024 03 20 Through sense of swirling ocean and old trees the cranky seer who knows the secret truth gives masks to every lonely soul he sees to bolster illusion of hollow faith because each falling fruit inaugurates grand revolution to defy the fates. Dark veil that hides our faces from blank skies tricks us to repudiate our blood oath with wanton opposition of wise spies who feel Death is grim tyrant of our troth, so we get lost in haze of fierce debates with anxious purpose to defy the fates. She strives with God of Everywhere for keys to open doors for shelter of our souls but, wandering lost on stairway to cold seas, we sing sad hymns for long-forgotten goals, still trusting how her daughter navigates rough ways we follow to defy the fates. Yet in dark gloom around heart-warming fires we share weird horror stories of deep wells from which crawl demons up fragile church spires who mock our fears at ringing of the bells because each tragic moral demonstrates consequence for those who defy the fates. Catastrophe of trust in Unseen Power asserting restless detriment of laws reveals Invisible Hand of the Tower who crushes opposition to his cause in fierce rebellion when he dominates choices we lose if we defy the fates. While godless winds from spinning iron core blow through the Shining City on the Hill we cheer to hear the Hidden Dragon roar in fight against tyranny for Free Will at victory our whole nation celebrates, though Death laughs at those who defy the fates. With glint of iron in his honest eyes good man who reluctantly plays Good Leader executes social programs that comprise support for vision of the Humble Worker who joins noble quest of state delegates voting for courage to defy the fates. Alone on drear and lonely tract of Hell I build accessible stairway to Heaven where every lost soul with harsh tale to tell may follow prudence of the moon-eyed raven till they find Wise Woman who generates dream code that helps us all defy the fates.
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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