Cage Of Global Fame

Cage Of Global Fame
© Surazeus
2025 09 18

Awake in stillness of the timeless sea, 
I sing impatience of colliding thoughts 
to hear assertive voice of angry trees 
describe bold future of the fallen fruit 
that blooms into world empire of the mad 
trapped in brave rituals of worship and war. 

Two-blooded angel of the swirling mind 
plots ancestral line of kind arrogance 
to iterate through picture frame of faith 
ingenious solution Phoebus designs  
to trick the lonely people of the world 
with obvious riddle of the eglantine. 

I walk face-first in forest of respect 
to understand illusions forged by fate 
that stem from beauty of the perfect face 
which mirrors mental fortitude of fear 
employed by feral jesters to revise 
constitutional law that guides our game. 

Determined to construct my funeral bower 
from tinsel bones of honest dinosaurs, 
I chat with Death while strolling in the grove, 
where apples fall into reluctant hands, 
about how light escapes conceptual words 
that trap me in the cage of global fame. 

Assertive freedom of tactical speech 
confuses children of the blinking screen 
with artificial games of complex rules 
designed to obliterate prideful fools 
with soul-crushing facts of the dream machine 
which cares not how the hungry heart may feel. 

Yet I must wake from cruel complacency 
about the falling bombs of liberty 
which rearrange puzzle of history 
so tyrants appear as heroes of good, 
lauded for how well they exploit the poor 
who crawl exhausted in the shining church. 

Because the dead dance on fake monuments 
with earnest faith in capital success 
against relentless process of soul death 
we play fear-frantic game of hide and seek 
though we carry unpaid debts of the dead 
when we evacuate temple of faith. 

Involuntary plan to map the mind 
drives me to madness of the lucky laugh 
when I escape the cage of global fame 
to walk the signless road of everywhere 
before the second coming of the clown 
who watches downcast Ophelia drown.