Hypnotized

Is slavery dead? Honestly it isn’t Those of us who conform are stuck within a prison We follow celebrities and we wear their clothes As if they are Gods and we are mere mortals As if they are shepherds and we are merely sheep As if they are they are the strong and we are the weak We quote their words and become their clones And if we break their trend, we are left alone And as they pass, we shower them with gifts Money, so they can go and get their face lifts Fame, so they can go out and conquer more slaves Power, so they can destroy those who call them fake They’ve brainwashed us so much we’ve gone completely numb We openly cheer when the hero pulls out his gun We don’t understand that we’re all completely mindless We’re overjoyed only if the screen shows senseless violence Nearby a police officer fights for his life As a drug dealer tries to stab him with a butterfly knife We’d call for help, but we’re busy with our own stuff Discussing how the movie was good, but the killing wasn’t realistic enough Our emotions are gone, we are all just droids We don’t cry when we hear about a little boy Who was killed in a shooting by a merciless gang Because his father was part of the Ku Klux Klan Instead we just shrug and respond “That’s the world today.” “His father was an idiot,” is all that most people can say “Things happen for a reason. That’s the Lord’s way.” But that night, for that boy, everyone forgets to pray We watch a few minutes of the news, not because we want to know Coming up next is the new hit reality show We’d rather watch girls dancing and grinding on each other Instead of observing a woman work two jobs and be a good mother And if disaster strikes, we observe the destruction and pain The details of the damaged are extensively explained But money only comes to charities with writing on the bag The money must be packaged with a rich man’s name tag So when the people see, they will remember what his mask looks like He only cares if he’s quoted saying, “They will be all right.” And with that, his money, fame, and power grows And in the next election, it could even win him more votes Learn to break the chains, learn to set yourself free Your eyes are open, but you must learn to see Don’t drink their potion. Don’t let them inside Don’t stare at the pendulum too long or you’ll be hypnotized