Hubris of the Edifice

As if Narcissus could look Into a weeping pool Yet still on reflection fall in love The ancient tears, which were gathered there Around the puddle of our history In silent memoriam And what the heart does not see And when the eyes refuse to see They bury conscience in constructions of fake mythologies Behold this instant of gratification The grinning desperate smiles of satisfaction A blind mask to ratify a parasitic dream With each mouthful of its sweetest morsel A bitter bite on sickly candy coated floss To disguise the poison lurking in the after taste And to all we flock and sing our praise And more and more to gratify our days While the delicate cost and vicious price rapes us, from inside Each second of entertainment Spews the starvation of unseen children And rattles with its consumerist indifference, the confidence of all our lies We are the product of fallen and bloodied innocence And the sickness of this truth Is gnawing at the entrails of our comfortable lives We were lead into this deception Bullied and tyrannised into acceptance Deceived by the clever wool pulled surreptitiously over our eyes We were driven into the arms of fear To the isolation we all feel while living here On this inescapable planet of our unity with all the rest of our human family The hubris of the edifice Would have you already beaten Already chained you to their system Already enslaved you to their dominion Already chuckling in your veins As for this life you have you have paid To the parasites who think they can command your every action And each second of entertainment Spews the starving bellies of unseen children While the sickness of this truth Gnaws at the entrails of our comfortable lives How can we ever hope to rest Or grasp our true happiness While every smile is the desperateness Of denial