Facile Force Of Fate

Facile Force Of Fate
© Surazeus
2026 02 08

If we ignore how our tears drown the world 
with cheerful anecdotes of weird success 
we might find ancient mask of innocence 
in gloomy evening of the silent house 
by counting raindrops streaming down cracked glass 
which seem to represent people we love. 

If we must think about empowerment 
by running across shifting sands of change 
we should assess treasures from cabarets 
that we inherit without ache of need 
so we may fashion better way to live 
beyond confusion of hypocrisy. 

If we escape cage of bewilderment 
with shining faces of gods we could steal 
we may dispel deception of the state 
that preys on us with facile force of fate 
by choosing who plays prophet of our creed 
though trapped in shadow of the global church. 

If we sell bread of hope to lonely souls 
who wander in the signless neighborhood 
we might learn how to fish for compliments 
that we can roast on flames of poverty 
while we adore the new celebrity 
who gives us cans of food we cannot eat. 

If we think we are not responsible 
for safety of our stolen relatives 
we cannot sell torn tickets to the game 
because we lost the key to global fame 
so we extinguish smoldering fears of death 
to sell our luggage in the marketplace. 

If we presume to be more innocent 
without insurance to back up our claim 
we should suspect the holy priest of fraud 
who sells us tickets to the afterlife 
that we leave scattered on the desert sand 
as we keep searching for the Promised Land. 

If we try to improve our attitude 
by waiving all our inalienable rights 
we may have to fight for rotten respect 
because we are the lost cause of the world 
detained by secret police without eyes 
who accuse us all of being foreign spies. 

If we divine state of our bankruptcy 
through gleam of trophies on the sagging shelf 
we could buy forty acres by the sea 
where proud grandfather clock of broken time 
records each penalty we cannot pay 
by burning family albums just at dawn.