Bend Bows Of Justice

Bend Bows Of Justice
© Surazeus
2026 08 22

Stories from history books bleed in my eyes 
so I ask the moon raven to hire spies 
trained in the art of painting psychic masks 
with features of demons trapped in wine casks 
who want to teach in the college of fools 
how to adjust engines with mental tools. 

When I visit ancient city of spires, 
where angels twist books into rubber tires, 
Persephone comes from the underworld 
to show me where river dragons lie curled 
as if to fertilize our minds with dreams 
about how we better survive in teams. 

With each satiric joke of solemn truth, 
carved on temple walls by messiah sleuth, 
my tricks dismantle your poetic code 
which helps us navigate the open road 
to understand pain of love in divorce 
though we stick strictly to the moral course. 

Haloed by immense glow of timeless hope 
where she wanders on the time-shifting slope, 
her shadow wavers on the mountain ridge 
as she directs construction of the bridge 
that links our souls over abyss of love 
till angels descend from Heaven above. 

When Rama and Odysseus first meet 
on cliffs of Moher to fight the space fleet, 
they bend bows of justice with hearts of faith 
to shoot words of wisdom at the star wraith 
which liberates Sita and Penelope 
who prepare the fast with their recipe. 

Through taste of copper, bitter in my mouth, 
when ghosts of sorrow haunt homes of the south, 
I climb the highest mountain on this globe, 
dressed only in white hermit-mission robe, 
to seek salvation from ethereal breath 
so I accept finality of death. 

In vast cavern near Sagarmatha peak 
I find the ancient truth my fathers seek 
that skull of every man who reigned as king, 
stored in glass palace where blind angels sing 
sits silent on extensive rows of shelves, 
polished and labeled by professor elves. 

I try to map flow of human events 
through policies of kings and presidents, 
but history was built by the commoner, 
from the farmer to the dream carpenter, 
and by women who cook meals everyday 
while their children in the fruit garden play.