Semblance of Reality

A blindfold of choice
to circumnavigate the truth
a pestilence of history
to be spewed into their time
the fixations of deceit
and into slavery brought
their meditation upon the divine

And so by hunger relinquish their lives

Such a covetous will
and in the black ink of blood
lays its bitter hate
upon the seed of love
for authority
for monarchy
for the guttural monsters
to chew all their beauty into dust

Let heaven be bought by trinket and bauble
let gold be fashioned into godlike idol
and let fear be engraved into their tongue
and speak not, evermore of angels

To the light
bring this shadow
and with it to stand on hatred pedestal
set each and everyone
against themselves

Then leave them to suck on the marrow of tears
and bring them with obedience
dragging at their knees
these paupers, these consumers of holy books
these gadgets shall fulfill our lives
be we the bandits
the very thieves of destiny
the common culture of political crooks

And so by illusion 
to use them
and in our pestilence 
relish
and in all the armouries of wealth
be separate from them
the scurrying insect
called humanity
will exist by the corrosive means of their survival
and their deaths
shall fill our bellies

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