How To Fly Kites

How To Fly Kites
© Surazeus
2025 04 24

Sorrow of children whose homes have been bombed 
bloom into flowers from corpses of gods 
whose monstrous minds lie silently entombed 
in temples lost souls find on mist-veiled trods 
deep in dark forests of fantastic sprites 
who teach hungry orphans how to fly kites. 

Laughter of children in schoolyards of fate 
bleed into holy books of howling priests 
who reprogram robots with creeds of hate 
which chain with commandments arrogant beasts 
dressed in pinstripe suits to work in the bank 
supported by Grand General in his tank. 

Breaking free from social constraints of fear, 
so he can watch movies in theaters, 
the Weeping Clown shifts his brain in high gear 
to compete for wealth against Lucifers 
who crown him great king of the puppeteers 
when he waltzes beneath shocked chandeliers. 

When his brother tries to kill him in rage, 
in dispute over who rules seven hills, 
Remus escapes from world chronicle page 
to wander in mountains of sparkling rills 
where his descendant invents the airplane, 
elected pope after global campaign. 

Lounging in his fishing boat on the beach 
beneath the lighthouse on the rocky shore, 
Phoebus decides he does not want to preach 
salvation in temple of Numitor 
who orders conceptual rituals of faith 
while hiding in cave of the regal wraith. 

Though she runs in forest of singing trees 
to escape her fate by Sibyl foretold, 
Verginia falls exhausted to her knees 
in shrine of Cloacina forged from gold 
where her proud father stabs her in the heart 
to save her soul from curse of the star chart. 

Gathered by chance in the desert road diner, 
as strangers who converge by different paths, 
Remus, Phoebus, Verginia, and the Clown 
who weeps unceasing in his coffee cup, 
ignore each other as they eat hamburgers, 
and scroll social media on their eye-phones. 

The ghosts of children killed in brutal wars 
flock to lone diner in the desert vale, 
lured by bright spirit of the Weeping Clown 
who writes their names in his Book of Souls 
to record unjust manners of their deaths, 
then leads them singing to the Promised Land.