Conspired
I've grown so Tired of Man's Obsession;
Power, Lust and Greed are Humanities Recession.
We hear of plans for a New World Order,
But it's just an Excuse to build more borders;
For blocking out The Heartfelt, Peaceful People-
To construct more Shopping Malls, Fast Food Chains and Religious Steeples.
They think of Themselves as Powerful and Elite,
But They're just like Us: Flesh-Covered, Breathing Anatomical Meat.
The Rich control Politicians through Media, blocking out The Spirit World;
Simply because They've grown so compulsively bored-
Of Their Expensive Cars and Underground Pools;
Lavish Homes and Heirs that drool.
With Their Tax-Cuts They control Everything,
Including the Radio Hits Our Children sing.
Our Eyes and Minds need to be Open:
To See the Image They want to finish..
Together We can All decide if that's Truly what WE wish.
Written By:
Emma Lea Mills
02/04/2012
Copyright © Emma Mills | Year Posted 2012
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