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Sunday, May 25, 2025

Barbed-Wire Of Paradise

Barbed-Wire Of Paradise
© Surazeus
2025 05 25

Though churches in every city are packed 
with fervent believers who pray to God 
for salvation from Sahara of snow, 
I crawl across shattered glass of old faith 
on unevolved fins of arrogant hope 
to rule the mountain as the reptile king. 

Pressed against sharp barbed-wire of Paradise, 
I howl with anguish of the mountain wolf 
to watch dinosaur steamshovels devour 
dead Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil 
that was mangled by bombs in the world war 
so Jesus can build cathedral of glass. 

Clutching wrought iron gate, studded with pearls 
transformed from eyes of sailors drowned in tempests, 
I laugh wild with maniacal disdain 
at angry vigilance of the blind crow 
who rejoices in sufferings of mankind 
by gambling for fake salvation with Death. 

Stone statues of soldiers from tragic wars 
glare down at people of the modern world 
who text each other on glowing eye-phones 
about awful crimes of the empire state 
built by the bleeding hands of immigrants 
and slaves shackled with debt of grim despair. 

Gathered in millions of churches at noon, 
men in suits and women in flowering dresses 
sing "Rock of Ages" with the solemn voice 
of terrified people desperate to believe 
that we will all meet again up in Heaven 
to dwell forever free from pain of life. 

The grand museum built from human bones, 
designed to imitate the Parthenon, 
stands firm on mountain of the burning bush 
ten thousand years after humanity 
destroys itself with prideful vanity 
attempting to control bodies of women. 

If we survive nuclear blast of the truth, 
we would exist as nothing but bright ghosts 
who play on fuzzy television screens 
roles scripted for celestial gods of fate 
who haunt us with the absence of their power 
corrupted by desire to live forever. 

Orpheus wearing black suit with green tie 
stands on the stage in crowded Church of Hope 
and preaches to the faceless crowd of ghosts 
how leaders embody Spirit of God 
who treat every citizen with respect, 
providing social structure for success. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus and Jesus play chess for the souls of humanity.

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