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Thursday, December 25, 2025

Lost In Paradise Of Hope

Lost In Paradise Of Hope
© Surazeus
2025 12 25

All truths I thought were real melt into tears 
and flow away in rivers of grim fears 
till blinding glitter of snow disappears 
to expose bare trees and stones to sunlight 
which blast illusions from my blinking sight 
so I wake surprised from eternal night. 

Sweet scent of pleasure billowing in woods 
lures me to grove beside the sparkling stream 
where cookies dangle from boughs of the pine 
so I eat delicious sorrow from pain 
that nourishes my heart with milk of doom 
though I kneel and pray to idols of gods. 

Though kidnapped from my village years ago 
and forced to carry wood on jagged paths 
as slave exploited by cruel castle king, 
I broke free from rusted chains of mute fear 
and wander lost in paradise of hope 
to find my village burned to swirls of ash. 

Enslaved for years to serve the castle king, 
I stand alone beside the cheerful stream, 
stripped of illusions so my heart can sing 
garden of freedom I once saw in dream 
where people work together tending trees 
that gleam with apples in warm summer breeze. 

Now that I am free from commercial greed, 
I wander homeless in vast maze of myths 
where office clerks raise families in warm homes, 
staring in windows that frame cozy scenes 
where they feast and sing at tables of wealth, 
gathered around pine trees where angels shine. 

Employed to build homes as the Carpenter, 
I hammer nails in planks of scented pine, 
constructing homes in vast suburban tracts 
where children ride their bikes on curving lanes, 
but sleep in my van on the river shore, 
content with my fate as weak money slave. 

Vast Roman Empire than once ruled the world 
is fractured now in puzzle of small states 
that fight over whose mortal man on Earth 
has right to rule for the Crucified God, 
so I drive my van west to Idaho 
where I hike in mountains of sparkling snow. 

People in hundreds of contending states 
gather in churches to share food and sing, 
then pray for coming of the Global King 
who will unite all nations of the Earth 
to enforce fair laws of equality 
under reign of Justice and Liberty. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus stops in front of the church on Christmas morning and listens to the people singing hymns to celebrate birth of the Global King, then wanders off to eat hamburger and fries in the park.

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