Saturday, April 26, 2025

We Must Love One Another

We Must Love One Another
© Surazeus
2025 04 26

We must love one another with respect 
or fight each other in fierce civil war, 
Wystan exclaims with soft uncertain voice 
in the smoky dive that radiates with jazz, 
then glares out cracked window at the dark sky 
where waves of fear and anger circulate. 

Dancing wildly drunk with odor of death, 
Wystan throws stones from old cathedral walls 
at idol of the psychopathic god 
who looms forever on high pedestal 
above vast empire that rules half the world 
with aggression of nationalist pride. 

Crude spirit of dictatorship, that roared 
eighty years ago from dark German woods, 
though banished and sealed tight with global laws 
in Cave of Illusions where Pluto lurks, 
now rises from vast swamp of Washington 
in the Golden Calf on the White House lawn. 

Bright skyscrapers, filled with computer banks 
that calculate stock market of our worth, 
express toxic strength of Collective Man 
in fierce competition to control land 
sparkling with rich minerals for factories 
to generate intelligent machines. 

Awake from euphoric dream of world peace, 
Wystan stares in mirror of politics 
at mask of imperialism he wears, 
and remembers his teacher in grade school 
declared that those to whom evil is done 
do evil in return through endless wars. 

Standing bleary-eyed in bleak glow of dawn, 
alone on the Brooklyn Bridge where cars speed, 
Wystan tries to speak for the voiceless mass 
of people stuck in strict survival routines 
to unfold with bold words the folded lie 
that America is land of the free. 

Composed of Eros and dust of the Earth, 
beleaguered by cruel negation of despair, 
Wystan grips fallen Torch of Liberty 
and relights with love its affirming flame 
so he can stride through streets of honesty 
and lead resistance to cruel tyranny. 

We must love one another with whole hearts, 
Wystan preaches to huge crowd on the Mall, 
so we can live with dignity and hope 
or we will kill our friends in civil war, 
so fight for equal justice for each soul 
as we build new state of Zarathia. 


2 comments:

  1. Orpheus and Wystan walk the snow-blasted mountains of Greenland to find the broken wings of Lucifer.

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  2. September 1, 1939
    Wystan Hughes Auden
    https://poets.org/poem/september-1-1939

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