Terrorsmiths
Now the enemy is a vague foggy ghost
brought so readily and intimately to the forefront
those well-known unknown faceless pernicious enough
a hidden host in a wanted posters photograph
come they have to invade your homes
to run their chill spike so wickedly
down the middle of your spine
as we sit there shivering in the televised propaganda of insecurity
there in the back ground all the time
Who are they
this unidentified cabal of homicidal criminals
do they want to kill you and why
and if by weapons system or deception
and if by assassination is their only solution
the world will be insane enough
to pay attention to them
the world held enthralled by danger
the menacing fear of extremist terror
beguiled by the terrorism of protection
fearfulness stabbing a fearing icicles chill
come they have to kill you in person
But these are not those so anonymous enemies
who now walk among us with their sanctioned guns
in plain sight their backroom agencies
reporters, talk-show hosts, newspaper editors
you will hear no explosion from their bombs
politicians and news readers, the mass media chatters
in a collective sampling of information
in clear view these exploiters and manipulators
the whole story of humanity kept selectively mutely
beyond the reach of the populations cognition
Trust; is their weapon
gullibility the theme of their machine
the lies interpretation and deceit is their intention
greasing the wheels of corporate done deals
in lucrative bargaining their industries progression
the terrorsmiths by tyranny unelected
step upon the ant hills
run us round and around their mouse wheels
the world held enthralled by terror
the menacing fear of extremist danger
beguiled by the coercion of protection
fearfulness piercing the anxiety's chill
come they will to kill us in person
Feigning concern
they recourse to the law and the uniform
while dreaming of how much more they will earn
each atrocity by increments deemed more acceptable
and so becomes a bit more profitable
but these are not those so nameless enemies
now walking among us with their authorized guns
in plain sight are their fake and facile institutions
scientists, radio-show hosts and the programs editors
you will hear no explosion from their bombs
these mass media abusers
the single entity corporate, the blither and blather of officialdom
in a connivance of terrorsmiths
they unanimously come to overcome all of human freedom
I first wrote Terrorsmiths in February of 2010
Copyright © Colin Mitchell Williams | Year Posted 2020
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