Strange World Of Today © Surazeus 2024 03 10 Though I go to my memories for respite, to linger mute in its heart-haunting glow that radiates in words from weird dreamless light, and savor how life was long years ago, I return to the strange world of today with better understanding how things are. Escaping trap of my fond memories for youthful days hitchhiking signless roads across vast waste land between singing seas where I sang harmony with ageless toads, I return to the strange world of today with complex concept about right and wrong. The project of my song is not my life, for I am just some fool on errant quest to find the Holy Grail shines as my wife who raises children in our love-built nest, instead I sing the strange world of today where millions of people fight to survive. Still pondering why we are alive on Earth, from days I sang ballads on city streets, in project to analyze natural worth recorded as dreams on purchase receipts, I return to the strange world of today to observe how people transact their souls. When scientists declared Nature is gears of atoms forming chemical machines, romantic poets sought to become seers who worship cosmic nurse in forest scenes, so I present the strange world of today as organic process of solar light. Considering how proud Lucifer rebelled against authority of jeweled crowns, and fought against the Savior who upheld commercial empire uniting all towns, I return to the strange world of today to support democracy with my vote. Since man first built tall ziggurat of power to organize markets of goods and food, where tyrants rule from the arrogant tower to adjudicate each destructive feud, I analyze the strange world of today as fight for rights between owners and workers. Based on my memories of the global past composed of empires ruled by networked gangs, where people struggle for democracy against oppressive greed of monarchy, I redesign the strange world of today as United Nations where all live free.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Sunday, March 10, 2024
Strange World Of Today
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