Lie, It's the New Truth Or King of That Hill

In acknowledging a moment In appeasing friends' and relatives' real-time expectations Yarns of lies Were spread evenly on our fields of gold Like a spider we spun, spin and map our web of mistruth We build layers upon layers of suppositions Some would say Its mainly for our protection Some would smirked and claimed Its their birth right bright rite entitlement :) :) :) ;) And would boast on their supposed cleverness On a platform socially welcomed As the ultimate medium If lie was the new truth I rather be on my own I rather not having plastic friends for my company For when we professed lie as the new truth We read ourselves As a book created to preach on rhetorical ideals Meteorical actualization After sacrificing every available greens we set our eyes on Standing on the highest peak Stark naked Wearing nothing but our fractal nano-clothing Grinning happily at our make-believe achievement It's just that this time Not a single kid would care to point out the obvious For they too Too occupied with their artificial tangible cold handheld iron The invisible hand had ceased to make its grand entrance Fool's folly fulfilled Triumph to the masses