CIRCULAR MISDiRECTION
By what I ask
do you measure?
Is it perceptions?
yours or mine
think tanks
or iluminati?
Media manipulators
or self deluded
religious shaman?
drunken street philosophers?
Pompous polititions?
money changers
serving themselves
glutinous portions
of our fiat paper money?
where lies value
How many trees
to make a trillion dollars?
Where lies the paper trail?
In vast forrest
that no longer exist?
Where's the duty doctor?
Does he hold the cure
or promote psychological infections
while self medicating
with experimental drugs?
Perhaps we need more water
smaller supplies
higher prices
quenching imaginary thirst
for all we don't need?
What is the anti-venom
to these two legged serpents
the hair of the dog
that bit you?
Blue noses
with pointy little fingers
that hold the mirror
denying the reflection/infection
is none but their own?
How ironic the very laws
written to protect you
serve to infect you
incriminate you
incarcerate and humiliate
while you enjoy
TIME OUT
as you're in the big house
doin time feelin' fine
and rights find
their rightful place
a tiolet where all is flushed away.
Dont you feel clean, sanitized,
hypnotized, mezmerized
and told lots of l;ies
oh, you dirty, dirty boy!!
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