Conspiracy Theories - Illuminati Lampoon
Written: June 05, 2026, for a contest sponsored by sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
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Cimmerian commonwealth
nursing holy brews
churning mysteries
with argent wands
Titans in penumbra
lean close—
brewing enigmas
with argent stems,
greasing the gears.
A grimoire of governance
flutters open,
pages full of
incondite lore
and hornswoggle headlines
nobody fact-checks.
Power studies itself
in a cracked mirror—
greed blooming
like desert weeds
that never dies.
Chiefs grin
their counterfeit harmony,
buying belief
at clearance prices.
Sages—late learners—
soothe the crowd
with honeyed noise
and velvet fog.
Farewell speeches flare
incarnadine,
promising everything,
delivering vapor.
Morals limp in last place
while oily fingers
rake the jackpot.
Imbroglio eternal—
truth rationed
in dogmatic chains.
Skyfoam slogans rise,
tiaras of lies
wilting under their own shine.
And we—
visceral, wary,
perpetually bemused—
watch the circus
spin its cabotage wheel.
Yes, yes—
The Illuminati runs the day.
Sure, mate—
and I’m the Pope
of Broadway.
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