broken roads

BROKEN ROADS
The matrix of lies
may yet be real
There maybe a King
in waiting
or yet another betrayal
 
The few that demand
always seem to win
they lost their souls
to gain the whole world  
long ago
 
We wait for the smell of decay
on the airwaves and the streets
the gossip of news
keeps the kindling burning
 
Which one has any truth
in this plan of deception?
The famous and the unseen
now allies in the destruction
 
The prophets keep saying  
not to give up hope
not to despair
but there is no night and day  
any more
just time held prisoner
by the latest curse
 
So much that used to be useful
it now just irrelevant
use whatever you can
to navigate these swamps
 
I have read the predictions  
many times
but never fully realised
how accurate they would be
 
Hail to the new royalty
give some solace
to the slaves
 
I long for the promises
given long ago
to become real
my only road out of here
 
Stephen