Cardboard Boxes Of Faith

Cardboard Boxes Of Faith
© Surazeus
2025 07 04

No doubt soft laughter of the lonely child 
cracks cement pylons of the highway bridge 
that causes snowflakes from the godless sky 
to freeze the homeless people into gods 
who huddle in cardboard boxes of faith 
while cars speed past to chase the rainbow hoard. 

Back to hard country where old tough men cry 
the shoeless child climbs salmon-crowded falls 
to find the sensual music of the cave 
where monuments of aging intellect 
crumble into shadows of bitter faith 
scattered in ruins of Byzantium. 

Wielding paintbrush of capitalist contempt, 
the child paints whiteness on cathedral walls 
to erase gold mosaics of dead gods, 
then pets the dying wolf on altar stone 
that bleeds from sharp knife in his pious hand 
as he recites tale of the twin wolf boys. 

Though sickness of desire to rule the world 
consumes his heart with anguish of despair, 
the child of nowhere clutches wand of power 
and shouts decree to empty hall of ghosts 
to smash artifice of eternity 
which suffocates beauty of truth with greed. 

Sad readers of the Gotham Evening News 
ride down the river on the boat of bones 
with vows to suppress hearty appetites 
for fraught psychosis of the fierce chess game 
when the child decides not to die again 
in silence of Heaven through atom bombs. 

In deserted brickyard of the empire 
the child clutches at curving willow branch 
when rapid fluxions of yellow moonlight 
shock his heart with weird beauty of the pond 
consoled by monotone of sparkling rain 
when ghosts of kings haunt his fake memories. 

Beneath the harvest moon of flagrant faith, 
where unanswerable questions bloom from mud, 
the child who hides their precious memories 
joins the global game for king of the hill 
till fields of farmers gleam with blood of warriors 
who gather on the White House lawn at dawn. 

Wild children who once played in sun-dewed fields 
to translate grand songs of the reckless rain 
now labor empty-hearted between walls 
as slaves of wealth in clanking factories 
till Jesus battles Jupiter for power 
to rebuild our fallen America.