Land Where All Live Free © Surazeus 2025 11 11 My heart is not hard as the monument carved from stone of bones from brave warriors killed in battles against slavers and fascists, so it aches with sorrow of brave survivors who gather to honor those who defend life through liberty and justice for all. Reflection of my face in mirror stone embodies spirit of the human race programmed to join the native brotherhood in loyal army of orphans and sons who follow fearless leader with star eyes projecting dream of land where all live free. Names of the dead carved on grand monuments transform to ravens flocked in sprawling trees who watch us mourn their deaths in brutal wars described by Homer in bloody detail how indifferent spears and bullets tear flesh and hurl their bodies into nothingness. Young boy on grassy field of poppies points to silver airplane gliding among clouds, piloted well by the archangel Michael who cannot find heavenly halls of light where God and Jesus reign on thrones of power for royal castles crumbled long ago. Bearing bright sword of patriotic pride, which he wielded to slay the dragon Fafnir, Sigurd turns away from rain-worn tombstone where body of his father rots to mud, then bends blade into plowshare he can use to cultivate fields of flourishing wheat. Faithful attendant with assertive hands, Sigurd plows soil and sows seeds with respect to assist his wife Ceres Promitor when she distributes grain with open hands to all who offer coin stamped with her face so everyone feasts on Thanksgiving Day. Appointed Consus of the grain warehouse, Lord Sigurd presides as honest loaf-ward who pays for sacks of grain hard workers bring, then leads brave warriors from each family to defend bank of wealth with wheat and coins against the greedy thieves who steal from farmers. Gathered to honor veterans of wars who defend farmers and craftsmen from slavers, we recite their names and tales of their deeds to narrate story of our strong republic founded on principle of liberty where we do what we will, if we harm none.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Orpheus plays lyre of Mercury at the harvest festival presided over by Sigurd dragon-slayer and his wife Ceres wheat-giver as millions of people honor veterans and celebrate Thanksgiving.
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