Heaven We Want To Share

Heaven We Want To Share
© Surazeus
2024 12 04

Through assertion of my surconscious will 
to be now here within vast nowhere void 
I create the universe where I Am 
when I describe objective world I see 
which conjures virtual model of this Earth, 
framed clear within ontology of being. 

Ghosts are illusions that my brain invents 
when the danger alarm of cautious hope 
is activated by fearful desire 
to see the person I love whose bright soul 
has vanished from the dream time of our world 
which registers dark absence of their being. 

The shy grasshopper in the sunlit grass 
waits patiently obtuse for me to pass, 
so I stop and explain with careful words 
undulating structure of time when birds 
argue over who owns space of the world 
where mute humans wait for the cosmic herald. 

Saturnus, bearded madman on the street, 
preaches to office workers passing by 
that the end of the world everyone fears 
will never happen, for the Earth spins on 
ten billion years in void of anywhere, 
so we create Heaven we want to share. 

With bricks of golden mud baked in the sun 
I will build new ziggurat of world power 
on lush shore of the Mississippi River 
to serve as capital for my new empire 
uniting states of North America 
in union to preserve our Way of Life. 

Combining separate nations in one state, 
Canada, Zarathia, and Mexico, 
I expand security of strong faith 
with honest federation of our will 
to establish one universal law 
based on Justice and Liberty for all. 

Working together as one global state, 
we can run our food-production machine 
so every worker benefits with wealth 
equal to mental effort they apply 
to build foundation based on civil rights 
our United States of America. 

Waking from grand dream of prosperity 
shared by people of North America, 
I hear cry of its spirit in the sky 
as Wohalia soars over fertile lands, 
and sigh to see our still fragmented state 
where countless people struggle to survive.