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Sunday, July 12, 2026

Secret Agent Of My Heart

Secret Agent Of My Heart
© Surazeus
2026 07 12

Because the secret agent of my heart 
is activated into combat mode 
when greedy devils of the corporate bank 
kidnap my precious daughter from safe haven, 
I transform into fierce angel of vengeance 
to harrow Hell and free blind slaves of money. 

When I was young, with tender heart of hope, 
I launched my new-built river boat of faith, 
encouraged by star-eyed ghost of my mother, 
and sailed bright river between tree-lush shores 
toward glorious palace of gold glowing clouds 
that gleams beyond horizon of desire. 

Yet bright illusion of my fantasy 
that shimmers with pleasures I long to taste 
lures me to city teeming with strange treasures 
that trick my hands to take what I desire 
with appetite for unreachable beauty 
till debt traps me as slave of hungry greed. 

Too many voices of seductive truth 
that echo with passion in city streets 
present bright fantasies of facile wealth 
through advertisements of brave services 
which offer easy solutions of power 
till I dispel them with assertive spell. 

Toward shining palace of celestial clouds 
I sail far from safe homeland of my heart 
but wander lost in maze of puzzling doors 
locked tight against dark thunderstorm of fear 
on mission to find daughter of my heart 
trapped somewhere in lush paradise of faith. 

I wander circles among market stalls 
amid chaotic turmoil of desire 
where people seeking treasures of the heart 
flow swift in patterns of rapacity 
till I lie dizzy in the field of skulls 
and call name of my daughter to the wind. 

Hands bleeding with rapacious hope for truth, 
I claw precious minerals from the Earth 
to mold material wealth of energy 
in forms of beauty that blind eager eyes 
with grandiose visions of national pride 
as hall of stone that stands ten thousand years. 

When I breach secure walls of paradise 
to find my daughter dancing by the pool, 
feet bound by golden chains of charity, 
I fight to free her soul from slavery, 
but wealth controls her power to create 
life from aggressive ambition of fate. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus finds Ares fatally wounded in Garden of Olympus after King Midas stabs him when he tries to rescue his daughter Phoebe from slavery.

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