Political fabrication
Turning onto the news, once again I have to say
All is gloomy and sad…nothing much to smile about
The repetition of the words, each weighted by the way
For a maximum impact, mind game without a doubt!
They’re good at illusion, make believe situations
All is calculated, covered up, fabricated
Brainwashing in mass, hypnotizing nations
By the lies and the fear they have infested.
Modern day slavery disguised as technology
All spied on and tracked by invisible sharks
Classifying, playing on the ignorance of our diversity
Hoping that intolerance and hate will make it spark.
They offer empty dreams, they talk empty words
Covering up their sickness, by accusing the weak
Manipulating populations, guiding them like herds
Dressed as chameleons, their targets are the meek.
They won’t give up their chase, their world of politic
Satisfying themselves watching over their prey
Looking for subjugating their crowds with lies as tactic
Throwing their own nation in a life of disarray.
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