Servitude

Deception manipulates reality by telling lies which seem easier to believe than the truth or the outraged denunciations from sincerity.

Light defines the shape of sadness with signs and symbols and expectations to outlive dreams posed by premonitions incomprehensible and indefensible frustrated by insolence dancing dissonantly as if possessed.

Sedulously we sift through barren sand for signs of heaven's unwilling grace then witness another dreadful crime repeated remorselessly to entertain.

In the silence of unanswered questions a conference of scholars constrained by condescension and tact decide to misuse disdain as a means to emasculate or persuade,

Watched by a solecism ponderous treads tedium passive yet provocative blundering beside bathos perplexed and resentful through a bog of cliches.

Best not to think and worry Just accept TV as reality Your big brother knows best So don't rebel stay cool and live longer.

Feel free to disagree but don't blame me just leave it Who believes the truth of anything anyway? Nobody cares besides It's easier to tell a lie.

As darkness falls shapes soften shadows creep trapped by time encroaching looming larger threatening until they vanish.

A mass of curious clouds displayed above fragments of an afternoon by a shady tree in the lens of a sexy sun moving images of the death of another day.

Doubts appear in the facade of reality and as ripples on a lonely sea where only the the tide and time can be believed.

God's chosen gather together for the sprinkling of holy water on Hellfire Rockets by a patriotic pastor then the blessing of Wall Street by a Zionist Rabbi. 

Waves in harmony with a billowing wind impetuously surge against implacability.

In a dream world we wander battered by the winds of our lost innocence.

As the future looms silence beckons dreams evaporate and time hesitates.

In the Tower of Babel dwell corrupt member of Congress who have sold their souls to Zionist lobbyists. Donald Trump who gave Palestinian land to Israel and assassinated an Iranian on a peace mission.

Sit back view the news and see TV rubbish made just for thee.

An owl hoots in a dark sky where deceitful dreams multiply.

Fragile beauty easily broken blooms again.

The croupier's crooked The dice are loaded and the cards marked.

Refugees locked in cages Children groomed for sex Homeless addicts left to die.

We sell ourselves by campaigning' and aiming at something else. 

Unpretentious days chemtrail skies ambushed by lies with angry eyes.