Jonah And The Whale © Surazeus 2024 06 22 Sorrow is not easy to give away so I will buy bright water of the sun since nothing happens even though I pray to solve problems with laughter, not the gun, yet innocent children of the gray land shout at the robot with the bloody hand. She says it would be better to deceive than be deceived in the fierce game of life, for every day we have someone to grieve as we savor pleasure that grows from strife, despite how old the mountain seems to be that knows nothing but rhythm of the sea. Despair is free at every corner store where oldest woman in the world sells love to those who steal apples from tree of lore to bake pies on the hotel kitchen stove, since travelers seeking the Holy Grail pose for photos with Jonah and the Whale. Wisdom hidden in stories of the book cannot enlighten people blind with pride so I choose career as restaurant cook to prepare meals for the princess who cried when her horse escaped the rodeo pen to find favorite tree of the gold-winged wren. Friendship can be found in the photograph that dances nowhere in the summer wind with absolute assurance of her laugh long treasured by her best forever friend who stands alone on bridge of aching hearts, weeping still for the hour her train departs. No chimes of freedom ring across the land where ships collide with swirling clouds of hate in war that never affects Wonderland, so everyone decides to challenge Fate who laughs at frantic naivete when messiah sleuth maps the Golden Way. Through stoic passion for democracy nurtured by United Nations of Earth, I will fight for Justice and Liberty against tyranny where nothing has worth, willing to die to set my people free from harsh oppression of cruel monarchy. Justice equal for every conscious soul inspires my heart with patriotic faith to perform my Heaven-commissioned role with courage expressed by the cosmic wraith, for even the strongest tyrant will fall as nothing more than shadow on the wall.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Orpheus laughs at tyrants who think they are strong and infallible.
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