Denying TINA

There’s no simple means to cut through,
Little common ground to meet you,
Who could blame me for this situation,
Condemn me for the forced frustration?
 
I’ll waste my time getting through to you
When there’s more important things to do,
But I’m a knee jerk problem solver
Shall I pull you off or knock you over?

Our spice gets crushed to canteen mash
The message lost in all the rush,
but I just need more than canned sensation.
Let’s serve the truth they fail to mention:

Tricksters challenge yet liars lure,
In breathy sighs their lies endure,
Denying chance for motives pure.
 
Your choices now are made for you,
They cut you channels to change your grooves,
They’ve made displays of every difference,
Click a banner, we court obedience.

We don’t need to think alike
To find the target we should strike,
I don’t need to fix your myths
To put your needs top of my list.

Divisiveness is such a bore
The gods and dogs seek something more,
The Normans rule us by descent,
Let’s be Saxon malcontents.

Tricksters dare yet liars use,
In scripted sighs their words delude,
They warn us nothing’s left to choose.

So should we let their plans unfurl,
While cindered dogmas pop and whirl?
Do the bid and blame the poor,
Lay black roses on blistered doors?

Banality keeps marking time
The Masquerade conceals the crime,
The Spectacle ensures compliance,
The Mono Tone controls the silence.

And you and I will live through that,
Whilst wrist is limp and jaw is slack,
Until our union is the fact,
The common ground on which we act.

Tricksters mock whilst liars fear,
Alternatives do not disappear,
Now, hold my hand as they draw near.