Self Reflection Part 3

Who thought the decoy would lead the king and the queen to safety And would you go crazy to save your world? Who’s leading the psychics and poets into dangerous revolutions blindly? And with my luck can never be exiled because they’ve spent soo many tax dollars looking for break throughs when no one else was paying attention So in the future I look crazy Your saving grace A madman or a saint they just might ask They’ll point at me in suspicion of saying the true antichrist But when the puzzle comes undone and my life goes underground even further There is a method to my madness No riddle on this page I laugh No prediction I can see We are all actors and the world is a stage and that’s why those who work for Hollywood cant act so that when we have to we can do it good and survive and that’s something the spies and detective and military understand but are afraid of as they dance around me in the shadows of ignorance and knowledge And I slide from group to group experiencing bomb threats and untold terrors If you saw your great grandparents tortured by your country Then your grandparents Then your parents and you were next in line Do you rise above even if it means with equal force Or do you lay down and die? And what do you do when two other countries come in with ignorance to help the bad guy hunt you down Just for trying to overcome oppression and then they wonder why their death toll is high And in the mental institute where I'm the only one making sense I cry that they wont come home before someone else gets involved to clean up the mess So I go back to self-reflecting of how I can better myself and now I wonder If I go to revolutionize my own backyard are two countries going to come in and hunt me down? And what ever happened to the days where they used to be exiled?