Harmonious Song Of Faith

Harmonious Song Of Faith
© Surazeus
2025 10 17

Sand castles of toppled empires dissolve 
to swirling fragments of conceptual hopes 
that dissipate in brutal winds of time 
which shatter colossal idols of men 
who dare bestride the narrow world of faith 
with arrogant disdain for common folk. 

When towering trees of haughty disdain, 
that long overshadow valleys of hope, 
are cracked by revolutionary storms 
and fall from elevated thrones of power, 
young ambitious trees spring forth with fierce hope 
to assume status of authority. 

Observing human interaction games, 
while perched as watching eye on pyramid 
of justice, I ponder why human tribes 
always require one charismatic man 
to organize chaos of human will, 
assigning each soul their productive role. 

Acquiring special process of one skill 
through repetitious actions of creation, 
I focus attention of my free will 
on performing my part in social game 
as crucial function of constructive play 
in our global food-production machine. 

Extracting matter from heart of the Earth, 
I transform compositions of swift atoms 
from minerals to functioning machines 
to support grand vision of the state boss 
who orchestrates separate actions of work 
so we perform harmonious song of faith. 

Together we create empire of faith 
based on conceptual riddles of desire 
to organize farms, factories, and markets 
in well-connected supply chain of need, 
transforming dirt into food we consume 
so our children can grow before we die. 

Accelerating progress of concern 
fuels faster transformation of our state 
along high exponential curves of change 
from productive farms to conquering kingdom 
when we assimilate under one law 
conflicting nations into corporate empire. 

Young boy who dreams of controlling the world 
builds castles of sand on the sunlit beach, 
then shouts at the sea when the tide rolls in 
and cries when waves of change destroy his work, 
then kneels before wise goddess on the moon 
who gives him apple seeds to start again.