Wednesday 4 April 2018

Four Thick Walls

Four thick walls of propaganda, built by those with gold in their veins.
The wolf in sheep's attire wears wool with blood stains.

The squeeze is felt as the structure closes in, ignorance encamps 'round the periphery, the flood of media waves swamp the guards that stave off iniquity.

The sacred is diluted into mundane, adding to the indifference of the insane.

Keeping the blind down in passive submission,
soaking them to saturation in falsehoods and misinformation.
Bowing to the strong yet invisible arm of manipulation.

Bound by the knots of  hidden agendas,
the suffering grows with insomnia and sin-sick vendettas.
  
Weary from fighting to keep payments on track,
knuckling under to the elites' injection of a rusty tack.

Distracted by frightening sights on the screen.
diverting minds from the schemes that are painted pretty and cunningly "green".


Pouring out myths from their decanters of sweet deception, 
garnering allegiance from the misled masses with perfection.

Daily defeated by the lie that excess is a need,
flawlessly convinced that you can have it all while drowning in greed.

Losing a sense of community, driven to stressful distraction - gaining nothing more than fecal impaction.

Paving over the garden of life-giving fruit with near-sighted self-reliance, arrogantly erecting metal imposters, hoping to outwit nature's unwieldly defiance.

Depleted by selfish ambition and carnal drives, heeding warnings only after the loss of lives.

Floundering in the murky sea of prosperity, relying on the law of attraction, attraction of frightful infraction.

So focused on the goal, unable to see the deep, wavy cracks in the foundation until depression, guilt and discouragement birth indignation.

Heading toward societal implosion, catapulted by blurred lines and nondescript categories.
Catching whispers of politically correct indecencies.

Costumed plots gnawing at the platform of all that is faithful and true, tearing apart families causing pain undue.

Growing their pride branches high and wide, thinking they have nothing more to hide.
Patting themselves richly on the back even though our nation is far from intact.


Rejecting the principles that undergirded this great and beckoning country, naively denying the Maker of all and sundry.

Reaching for the shiny objects floating at the surface while lacking discernment to exhume what is at the root.......this world is in dire need of a reboot.


 



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