Fictitious Times

A tiny world inside a tiny bubble filled with danger and deceit full of the world that they create secret whispers in their shadows within their darkness and their hate in the world that they create Slippery hands exchange the things that they defile abnegation in the corners of their filth and smiling all the while for egos pestilence addicted to accumulated wealth prints the press of their denial criminal intrigue and the monsters cluster bombs and cluster mines the rewards of living in such fictitious times Their voices raised above the people their speeches a coercion in the limelight's flashlight to celebrate their evil abandoned proofs and truths desertion the tiny bubble they built around their tiny world impacts the world of billions And now with hubris these spin doctors of the mob the vapid indolent mouths of politicians bespoke usury is the compensation for the inside job crooks connecting with their own felonious club played the Pied Piper away from heavens gate within their own darkness and their hate the tiny bubble of their minds our reward for living in such fictitious times Their voices raised above the people their speeches a morass of self persuasion celebrates their evil in the glitter-ball of stardom abandoned proofs and truths desertion the tiny bubble they built around their tiny little world destroys the world of billions The Pied Piper leads the future of our children away from heavens gate to feed their own darkness and their hate the sickness festering in their minds our reward for living in such fictitious times