a choice

We all lusting for our portion

but in the quest for fortune,

morals are repudiated,

truth and fact have been sedated.

Society based on the law of the blonde hair and blue eye,

in contempt I view surroundings and I ask myself why?



This question is rhetorical,

the answers deplorable,

living lives of bliss ignorance,

ceaseless greed, hopeless sorrow

and so tomorrow coming later than usual

as we tirelessly wait on pity,

from those who show us enmity.



For money and religion waves of blood have spilled,

fighting for gospels, "peace"

euros, and dollar bills.

Caught up in pointless debates over material worth,

probing minds became endangered species on the planet earth.

Politics are defined by who wields the bigger gun,

the pursuit of power holds consequences for all under the sun.

What we must come to know is all of this is illusionary,

finite, the source of conflict

and completely arbitrary.



But I'm sure anyone listening will consent,

that we want what we can't have,

so we take all we can get,

multi-colored slaves,

running in place,

obsessed with style,

the promise of global leaders only meant to beguile.



Humanity has been pushed to the brink of hysteria,

a synthesized veneer

has obscured the interior,

North America,

land of opportunity,

delusions and camouflages,

blatant falsity.



Speaking clearly, saying nothing just abusing and misusing

state apparatus the central committee of the bourgeoisie.

Foolishly, most men join the ranks cluelessly,

dying blindly,

and accepting deception,

increasing contention.



Reflection rarely seen beyond the surface of the looking glass,

purchase designer wares,

advance the notions of class,

but the strange thing is we don't control this,

were barely holders,

trying to progress

but stay affixed to this boulder.



Suppose this, elites have always been threatened by change,

so divide and conquer all

that way things remain the same.

Therefore, from my birth to the day that I die,

I subject to living the life of the truest lie.



Humanity has longed walked on one single road,

leading to oblivion, society implodes.

Man against man,

a Hobbesian state,

the flesh of the weak,

what the strong shall taste.



When it has finally dawned, you will see it too late,

only one option left, concede to this fate.

Dreams snuffed out,

our rights denied,

behold doomed mortals,

Orwell's vision draws nigh.



What I foretell is grim, but it can't be ignored,

learn from the past or see what's in store.

The clock has stopped ticking,

we are now out of time, so I'll finish with this:

act now or die.