The Odyssey of Lyra - 3

THE ODYSSEY OF LYRA
Part 3

Password: ENTERTAIN! Be Always Obedient
To those who want us to fill paradise
With our junk, beliefs and disguise
By those whose lies created this Cosmos -
To sink in the gap between Uncle Oscar
And high 'evolution' creating pollution
Four-star superstars in-law involution -
Which I don’t admire and don’t want to hang on
Unless I aspire to fill to its bones
My quest for my freedom from lying and boredom
Which I'm fulfilling, forever restored
By my dedication to music and sound
Which ever appears to be as profound
As my inclination to word and the lyrics
To tell of my Lyra for dancing of spheres
To cure my patient instead of disease
In order to bring him desirable ease
From his attributes of bearable lies
By only his steward who sees the disguise
Of those whose mood depends on the eyes
Of jurors and bishops whose intuition
Create their only holy traditions
Of myths and lores, peaces and wars,
Truces and missions to cut through folklore
Of treasons and quarrels, morals and mores
Which I can only perceive through my doors
Which leads to confusion and new disillusion
Of why I am here to cut through pollution
Of negative thoughts and sunken ideals
In what has become my SOLE idea
Of where my whole country has sunken
;While I was away…
Confused ever drunken,;
Refused to obey common sense logic
;For my Odysseus to encounter Roger
In a faraway county, and to think Penelope
;Would come and relieve him from his daily dope
As she was unable, obtuse and unstable,
To do what the maiden should do when she’s taken
By what she could see but never could help…
And so half story does come to its end
To be soon resumed when she is attuned
To dancing of spheres that eagerly loom
Above her decision to do the incision
In thinning fabric of mirrors and visions
That she only shares with those who part
Today from her late but meaningful start
Of new expectations for Compass of Rose
To tell how different nations’ morose
And cheerful climate has caused them to stall
Between their cultures and what Disney Walt
Has offered to save their cultural void
From all that they try so hard to avoid
To give older power to warlords traditions
To strive to survive with N-ammunition
To stall in filling in their missions
To live with each other in concord and peace
And so create on Earth Paradis
That’s spelled in this manner to strengthen
the EEE
Which stands for the Equal Earth and the Eve
Of new understanding that all happy weddings
Come from exchange of ideas and patting
On their backs for toleration
Of difference in thought of various nations
© Anna Lieta March/Zontova