Weird Knowing Of The Fall

Weird Knowing Of The Fall
© Surazeus
2025 06 14

When bell of my soul tolls from words of truth 
I tread the solitary ground of shaking sense 
with hollow beating of my endless steps 
from treading broken landscape of my heart 
to find wrecked silence in dry river bed 
uncertain at weird knowing of the fall. 

Dream space expands so far beyond my skull 
I float in dizzy swirl of frantic fright, 
fraught with fragments of wordless unconcern 
too late to catch the swiftly flying thought 
escaping strangeness of reasonable fate 
that finishes rite of the funeral game. 

Yet solar lanterns of the midnight play 
disperse reluctant ghosts from doorless homes 
at shocking breath of malevolent hills 
based on enormous pride of ransomed hope 
if sly cat on the sill retrieves the moon 
soon enough for silver clouds of respect. 

Attending protest of the fascist king, 
the falcon rips off paper masks of frauds 
to expose selfish greed of oligarchs 
who steal keys to the kingdom of the mad 
without up so floating many bells down 
since no one attends parade of the clown. 

With soul frail as candle flame in the wind 
I exercise constitutional right 
to play role of the blind philosopher 
when I stop hijackers on the star ship 
from blowing up my planet with their thoughts 
so I can eat steak for dinner in peace. 

When millions gather on the beach to pray 
for victory of Justice over greed, 
the petty tyrant in fake uniform 
struts up and down the street with plastic gun, 
declaring we should obey his commands 
till his rage runs out of battery juice. 

The man who builds our houses with strong hands 
strolls down the avenue of weeping trees 
at tolling of the sad cathedral bell 
when all the children of the world return 
from walking in bleak desert of the snake 
to bring home treasure of the dreamless cave. 

I wear the shining crown of charity 
that glitters with jeweled eyes of dead gods 
so I can prophesy fall of the king 
who tumbles head-first off the Berlin Wall 
nine days and nine nights on grief-tattered winds 
through sacrifice that saves humanity.