Cherubic Frame Of Fear

Cherubic Frame Of Fear
© Surazeus
2025 02 28

My shadow wounded by the silent sky 
transforms into angel wings of desire 
I cannot use to glide above this world, 
for my heart is heavy with songs of death, 
compressed by gravity of mute despair 
as I recite names of souls killed in war. 

Late winter evening gloom shrouds charity 
with soft unfiltered cries of agony 
encased by strict cherubic frame of fear 
which sublimates our suffering with proverbs 
contrived to conceal aggressive abuse 
asserted by weak men who fear the truth. 

Preserving silence of brave mountain peaks 
in subtle valley of exploding oaks, 
my heart flies up on wings of solitude 
to listen for clear encouraging words 
carved with bloody knives on cathedral doors 
locked against desperate hope of refugees. 

Though accountants still hover over Earth, 
clutching bones engraved with names of dead kings, 
the chorus girl walks out into the street, 
draped in torn curtain from the theater, 
to arrange white-painted branches of trees 
so alligators know how to get home. 

The honeycomb I find in rusted truck, 
abandoned ninety-seven years ago, 
explains to me her strangest dream of fate 
about warships that drown in the raindrop, 
so I ask Robert wearing the iron mask 
what god he saw in mundane streets of Rome. 

The Assyrian lion who plays flute 
in the nameless meadows of Idaho 
leads children killed in wars on signless road 
past haven where Jehovah deals cocaine, 
which proves confusion of America 
means nothing to haughty Phoenician priests. 

Gathering flakes of snow in humble hands, 
Charlemagne returns jewels of false faith 
to farmers getting drunk in country bars 
while wheat and corn rot in arrogant fields, 
so Vulcan recasts soul-bent saxophones 
into automatic rifles preachers bear. 

The chestnut that blossoms from my first grave 
transforms bitterness of communal pain 
into streets soaked with patriotic rain 
that drenches innocent horses of faith 
who lead me to the forest of sad wolves 
where I find my wounded shadow in books.