Bitter Faith Of Innocence

Bitter Faith Of Innocence
© Surazeus
2026 06 07

To remove mask of my identity 
as whatever gender and race I am 
in temporary drama of my life, 
is to expose inner gears of my brain 
through universal character I play 
by deconstructing social privilege. 

I may seem to be straight cisgender male 
through Europeans in America, 
motivated by Scythian ardency 
essential to soul of Gothinians, 
yet I relate with empathy of love 
to every person living on this globe. 

My nature, signified by social labels 
imposed by time and place of my soul birth, 
radiates psychic energy of faith 
signed by First Mother of humanity 
who lived two hundred thousand years ago 
in Okavango Delta of my heart. 

I feel pulse of her heart animate mine 
with passionate respect for sparkling rain 
that drenches endless grassland with clear song 
she channels through sweet voice of eager hope, 
so I express her vision in my verse 
that wakes her soul in every human heart. 

We are the children of her star-lit eyes 
who multiply from womb of Mother Eve 
to carry Stick of Truth and Stone of Faith 
while wearing Cape of Wisdom to keep warm 
as we explore expanse of spinning Earth, 
and share our tale in song around the fire. 

Dividing into countless warring tribes, 
all branching from First Mother of our souls, 
we reframe our social identity 
to differentiate our noble clan 
from all the others who invade our space 
as we fight over whose Father is God. 

Inspired by bitter faith of innocence, 
that spurs aggressive progress of my plan 
to expand United Nations of Earth 
which assimilates all races in one, 
I let First Mother of humanity 
possess my body with spirit of love. 

Every race and religion on this globe 
originates from First Mother we share, 
so my heart aches at blaze of civil war 
that sparks my passion to adjudicate 
new world religion binding every creed 
in song that honors One Mother of All.