Ocean Of Lost Words

Ocean Of Lost Words
© Surazeus
2026 08 02

When I emerge from shadow of my house, 
which I build in your ocean of lost words, 
I drink ever-flowing rivers of dreams 
that swirl from fountains of our pulsing brains, 
so we become one spirit of the Earth 
when you bury me in my turtle shell. 

Annoyed by law of fluid abstinence, 
I walk along gold silence of the beach, 
because my dreaming brain has been designed 
by tongue of the toad that heals wounded hearts 
with madness of wisdom no one can buy, 
therefore we sit on sand of nothingness. 

Another war between gangs of mind thieves 
shakes frail foundation of our global state, 
so we ride buses to new factories 
where we process hopes into fantasies 
that people buy in plastic packages 
to fund their timeshares to the Afterlife. 

Though I emerge from trench of global war 
with crown of shrapnel gleaming on my head, 
the people of the world cheer my success 
when idol of Jesus with diamond eyes 
proclaims me vicar of his soul on Earth, 
so I bless you and give you wine to drink. 

I want to stand with reverence of faith 
on every bridge that spans river of time 
in every city sprawling from the cave 
where the fisherman contemplates our fate 
so I can understand how people feel 
when they walk toward the golden cloud of hope. 

Love flows in current of the river flash 
where people gather flowers of false faith 
to lay on graves behind the ruined church 
where fathers and mothers dream of the moon 
since Heaven shines as palace of fake words 
that crumbles into paychecks we receive. 

I dig dirt from heart of the spinning world 
and mold its seething passion in machines 
that calculate how much profit we earn 
in frantic game to accumulate wealth 
that helps our children take over the world 
to found dynastic gang of power thieves. 

Time laughs at my attempts to found new church 
based on one universal human law 
that every person breathing air of hope 
has right to live free from oppressive greed 
so we hold hands and sing of global peace 
while bombs deconstruct our sacred world view.