Monday, October 6, 2025

Bomb-Mangled Bodies

Bomb-Mangled Bodies
© Surazeus
2025 10 06

Against collapsed wall of our old world view 
she leans exhausted spirit of desire 
with faint hope that new trees of fruit will sprout 
from bomb-mangled bodies of faceless children 
whose ghosts haunt cyberspace as photographs 
that highlight their bright smiles and starry eyes. 

Across the desert of unspoken words 
she walks toward unimagined nothingness 
with secret blueprints for bridges and homes 
that she intends to build from broken bones 
for people who have lost their history 
to crashing thunder of the holy book. 

Inside the mountain cave of lonely thoughts 
skull of our first mother sings lullabies 
two million years while empires rise and fall 
for starlight trapped in diamond of her brain 
so we dance round bonfire of vanities 
to celebrate our victory in world war. 

Beside the horse of wind on wings of hope 
she runs beyond horizon of blind fear 
to find our bodies floating in the pool, 
so she constructs new aviation school 
to teach us how to fly on angel wings 
though we are stuck in elevator cage. 

With children dancing on the river shore 
she washes blood and sorrow from her face 
to protect ancestral language of faith 
entangled in false alphabets of truth 
which heal our existential wounds with words 
that flood vast maze of myths with honest doubts. 

Along with phantoms of the broken mind 
she walks the lonely road of anywhere 
without concern for national politics 
fought hard between central authority 
and local managers of social games 
constrained by fear-wrought laws of liberty. 

Beneath grand arch of triumph people wait 
to speak in forum of calm argument 
despite demented tirade of contempt 
that mad King Midas screams at faceless ghosts, 
so they all turn their backs in silent faith 
till he falls exhausted from frantic fear. 

Outside my heart weird angels cry in rain 
so I construct stone walls of paradise 
to protect my wife and children from harm, 
safe haven for private theology 
from which I build empire of honest truth 
which requires no energy to maintain. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus works for Minerva at the think tank to devise new strategies that sustain democratic institutions against autocratic oligarchs who would exploit the people for their private gain.

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