Voice In The Wilderness

Voice In The Wilderness
© Surazeus
2024 06 20

I am the small voice in the wilderness 
that ministers, judges, and senators 
cannot hear behind sweet angelic song 
they chant to cast spell of obedience 
on people searching for the Promised Land 
soaked with the blood of people they have killed. 

Weird prophecies I chant in riddling code 
foretell strange future no one wants to see 
so they gaze into bright computer screens 
to see messiah they believe has come 
enforce their way of life on everyone 
through cruel theocracy of thought control. 

Strange proclamation of the cosmic herald 
that highlights coming of messiah sleuth 
distorts vibe of our reality field 
so zombies worship evil vampire ghoul 
who wears mask of King Midas when he struts 
to play tyrant clown on the global stage. 

When Jovian bloodline of the Holy Grail 
incarnates in sons of the crownless king 
who rules Christendom for two thousand years, 
we vote for him as honest president 
who wields nuclear sword of Excalibur 
to build new world order from fractured states. 

Since sons of Jesus rule America, 
child of Britannia, and grandchild of Roma, 
as spirit of Odin burns in their eyes, 
we rally around Flag of Liberty 
and fight to support strong democracy 
against tyranny of stale monarchy. 

Based on simple message which Jesus taught, 
that every soul is born with equal rights, 
we construct progress of society 
on foundation of universal truth 
that no human being is above the law, 
for we do what we will, if we harm none. 

When the false messiah wearing gold mask 
deceives kind people of the Promised Land 
with martial rhetoric of the spiteful king, 
the real messiah wielding wand of wisdom 
exposes greed of his hypocrisy 
with revelation of the honest word. 

I am the small voice in the wilderness 
with spirit of Cassandra in my heart, 
so I laugh to watch empires rise and fall 
when world war transforms stale ways of the past 
to cleanse our souls with universal love 
as we build United Nations of Earth.