Lightning Flash Of Faith

Lightning Flash Of Faith
© Surazeus
2025 06 25

Exclusive laughter of our bitter truth, 
not honest enough for fire-induced waves, 
envelops our bodies with barbed-wire words, 
trapped in paperback novels pulped by pride, 
which beam invincible beauty of hope 
when we prevail against silence of fear. 

To make friends with enemy of despair, 
while managing estate of broken hearts, 
I give each angel fallen from the sky 
new human name that masks their vibrant soul 
with transparent sorrow of falling leaves 
that shroud our graves with pages of old books. 

Based on filthy discord of tortured words, 
tangled in sponge brains of arrogant gods, 
my story services elusive good 
with mountain shadows of unechoed voice 
that cries destruction of the lonely world 
where we give our friends what we treasure most. 

Each day we wake at flash of bleeding light, 
that drips from screaming star of ecstasy, 
we walk with smiles of fractured fantasy 
at sudden closeness of sweet-honeyed hills 
where chickadees explain secret of birth 
when dragon souls are born from broken rocks. 

When rain of happiness, purchased from pain, 
drenches moon-silver sand of the shocked beach, 
we vacate bright-lit cafes and dry homes 
to dance with ghosts of pessimistic wind 
so we can access secret dreams of love 
responsible for lightning flash of faith. 

Intense expression of miserable joy 
expands my consciousness of what is real 
with shifting framework of our old world view 
so we account for events that occur 
in swift succession of soul-twisting games 
till all my fantasies are stripped away. 

With every song I scribble in beach sand 
I chronicle weird changes of the world 
so I can analyze through formulas 
of psychic gods each political force 
that seems to manipulate minds of men 
who fight each other for the Promised Land. 

Compassion for the common state of being, 
we share in brutal fight to rule the world, 
adjusts aggressive force of thought-control 
when I break free from net of social rules 
to soar on beating wings of Icarus 
above vast maze of cities where you sing.