Waking Dream

They don’t crucify prophets these days I told the man in my waking dream, They have more sensitive subtle ways, They call them rehabilitation schemes, Talk until you suddenly find They present you with their plan To mould and change your mind And make you a compliant man. Their slogan is of free speech To walk the party line or brother You become outcast social leech In a state that quickly smothers, Buries you in modern toys, Lures you with possessions A world of synthetic joys And selfish obsessions. The eleventh commandment rules. The other ten mean just naught In a sheer simplicity that fools Thou shalt not get caught. Don’t need crucify the prophet today Just make him question his self worth Or the ultimate modern way Make him an object of mirth. No they don’t crucify prophets these days Maybe expose them on prime time tv Where the media guru has his ways, To harass and humiliate there for all to see.