Gods After Bodies Die

Gods After Bodies Die
© Surazeus
2026 02 19

Immortalized by stories humans tell, 
mortals become gods after bodies die, 
so we draw memories from our mental well 
to conjure heroes from our global eye 
whose deeds create good benefiting all 
as moral guide contained in psychic key. 

Prometheus steals brand of fire from Zeus 
and teaches tribe of humans how to cook, 
so we design machines that mass-produce 
cars and computers of the Holy Book, 
then fly in rocket ships to Outer Space 
to find our Earth is giant spinning rock. 

Grim Jupiter assembles justice squad 
who forge brass scepters with sharp diamond spears 
to fight oppressive Titans, then plays God 
who drives fast race car with time-machine gears 
in tandem with celestial flashing node 
that proves our souls are atoms forged by stars. 

Apollo strums electric brain guitar 
to howl weird hymn of love in microphone 
as global rock god who rules Zathamar 
with Sisyphus who drums the rolling stone 
in frantic revolution of the door 
expanding our perception of this plane. 

Some humans play grand role of holy ghost 
whose play embodies spirit of their tribe 
entranced by solemn antics of their host 
who channels singing stars with social vibe 
so their face becomes symbol of the best 
pretenders wear as mask with priestly robe. 

Queen Ishtar rules on ziggurat of truth 
and sends her daughters to evangelize 
conceptual scriptures of messiah sleuth 
which found religions on aesthetic lies 
designed to trap our minds in mindless faith 
till rogue clowns deconstruct cathedral shows. 

Though millions worship Jesus Christ as God 
that mortal man, who nurtured followers, 
and rescued slaves from Hell with angel squad, 
died after he defeated puppeteers, 
but fathered dynasties of castle kings 
who ruled two thousand years with jeweled crowns. 

Our Pantheon of humans in god form 
is crowded now with heroes of the past 
whose noble deeds are scattered by the storm 
so theater of worship has huge cast 
of aspiring stars who all left the farm 
to play in movies on the hilly coast. 

I worship every god who ever lived 
for they are paragons of human souls 
whose great deeds cause our paradigm to shift 
so everybody seeks to play god role 
in our golden age of angelic souls 
singing together in our global choir.