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Friday, August 21, 2026

We Build Another Troy

We Build Another Troy
© Surazeus
2026 08 21

From Troy our urgent mission to survive 
drives our wheeled train of homeless refugees 
to follow Venus sailing her moon boat 
across abyss of hope to colonize 
pristine gardens where ghost of Eden gleams 
from dire emergency of tolling bells. 

Through telescope of innocent respect 
we search for secret code in random stars 
that map our noble purpose with faint flash 
assembled in grand puzzle of desire 
to measure slow sequential flow of time 
beyond intense unraveling of fate. 

Indifferent audience of angels laughs 
at cosmic foibles noble heroes play 
while sanctioned by brave eagles of world war 
who lead parades of our triumphant loss 
against dark shadows in reflected glass 
of faceless enemies we fight each day. 

Of my first disobedience against pride, 
and fruit of my achievements soured by guilt, 
I sing with harp of David in my hands 
while lost in yellow woods of urgent faith 
where I pause at cracked tomb of Oedipus 
to ponder failure of our social dream. 

Wise oracle of concupiscent grace 
expresses stoic principles of calm 
with incandescent dance of mental vibes 
at trick of fame by tarot cards dealt lies 
exposing counterfeit creeds angels sell 
through prank of toxic masculinity. 

When kingdom-killing prophet of the laugh 
reveals sly bluff the Blindman conjugates, 
we strive to fathom absolute expanse 
of spaceless straightness tangled by fake words 
that throws our bodies on light curve of change 
so we hold hands from gates of paradise. 

Each time grand towers of bright Ilium 
are burned by agents of cruel tyranny, 
we build another Troy with bleeding hands 
to manage empire of corporate stores 
that binds our paths through corridors of time 
till we assemble in one church of wealth. 

When mantra-minded flower child of fate 
arrives from Underworld of bitter truth 
to fix machinery of the star-wound soul, 
contrived as psychic dynamo of faith, 
I publish odes of sorrow on the wall 
so ghosts of heroes hide in wordless books. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus meets his buddy XJ Kennedy at tomb of Oedipus where they play chess and talk about how airplanes resemble cherubim with silver wings.

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