Amused By Fractal Trance

Amused By Fractal Trance
© Surazeus
2025 10 18

After giving birth to ghost of her heart, 
Minerva raises Titan to respect 
lives of the people struggling to survive 
while farming soil of sorrow with brave hands 
that carve weird face of god in fertile fields 
embodied by trees that bristle with fruit. 

With ache of wisdom glowing in her heart, 
Minerva ponders why birds and cows wait 
for meteors to flash words across the sky 
that prophesy return of the Sea Queen 
who leads millions of people to protest 
aggressive tyranny of greedy kings. 

Ten million frogs croaking in swamp of hope 
swarm streets of cities in army of clowns 
who mock the dictator in plastic crown 
while he struts on the aircraft carrier 
and declares himself emperor of the world 
while he plays with Death in the Black House. 

Amused by fractal trance of lazy winds 
that shimmer off dark sea of earnest faith, 
Minerva promises abundant growth 
to people who luxuriate in rage 
against conceptual machine of dire wealth 
that fractures democratic wall of fear. 

Beneath high tower of the singing skull, 
awake with mute compassion for the poor, 
Minerva bakes apple pies for the church 
where Orion plays piano on stage 
about sweet angels who herald the king 
who never shows up to manage the world. 

Kneeling in cathedral of broken glass, 
Minerva prays with fervency of faith 
for communist Utopia of Heaven 
where everyone is equal without class 
though all societies on Earth are stacked 
in strict hierarchies of nobility. 

Magnetic breath of arrogant respect 
reverses stolen casualty of facts 
alternative to world-accepted truths 
against oppression of the weak and poor 
trapped by opinion that all should live free, 
true to themselves through brave sincerity. 

Emotional tension from tyranny 
determines cowardice of loyalty 
that fosters blind conformity to power 
when people stumble in obscuring fog 
that shrouds the city in official lies 
till Minerva leads fight to restore truth.