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Friday, July 11, 2025

Stuck In Walls Of Tyranny

Stuck In Walls Of Tyranny
© Surazeus
2025 07 11

If my heart were to close in moonlit woods 
before I can measure scale of the world, 
I will have to prove to the faceless ghosts 
that my body casts no shadow on Earth, 
therefore I have no fear of nothingness 
for my atoms are everything that is. 

Since I inherit warm breath of my mother 
I hold silence of the garden with care 
to meditate beneath the ancient oak 
about why people still believe prayer works 
when expressing their will with intense faith 
makes nothing happen in the world of forms. 

Yet truth about foreverness of faith 
emerges from constricted heart that knows 
between explosions of collective fear 
which sprout from seeds of hidden memory 
since time is endless flow of molecules 
that swirl through psychic waves of energy. 

If I take tattered sandals off my feet 
to kneel before the burning bush of faith, 
aware that everything alive will die, 
I might almost understand tweets of birds 
who argue over who will breed with whom 
with intimate play in the urban space. 

I am no stranger without mask of god 
who stumbles lost in spiritual terrain 
for I perceive this world of changing forms 
through framework of nostalgic ardency, 
too honest to get trapped by agony 
because I speak with fiery tongues of angels. 

We comfort each other with loving touch 
through endless devastation of world wars, 
hearts stuck in frozen centuries of gloom, 
till with nuance of outrage at injustice 
we sell each other honest sympathy 
that teaches us the smell of ripened fruit. 

Now safe in sanctuary of our hearts 
we dwell in homeland of our memory 
through survival mechanism of hope 
that lights our winding way among our graves 
so we can drive to work just before dawn, 
stuck in traffic on the capital bridge. 

Despite our tragic emptiness of faith 
we program new perspectives of the Earth 
to look beyond the surface of our pain 
so we can find the hidden root of rage 
that fuels our headlong rush to paradise 
where we get stuck in walls of tyranny. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus gives us roadmaps that show us how to unstuck our souls from unjust walls of tyranny.

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