A SUBVERSION OF MINDS
When a lie has quickly spread itself around
Minds already lost in depths of false belief
Regarding riches reaching heights profound,
A charm is stealing Wisdom like a thief.
Pocket after pocket is emptied to status dry
As people’s ears are fed with a callous lie
Of being given wealth no eye has seen
In a kingdom of pastures moist and green.
A charm in the form of a serpent’s head
Is placed upon an altar made of stone
As a line of followers are starting to tread
One by one on a carpet that makes them prone
To believing that a new kingdom has come
In a state where their intellects are numb.
Along this carpet, ignorance is walking straight
Across a set of minds that cannot grasp their fate.
THE SOUND OF DRUMS
Among a host of bones spread along the ground,
A set of drums is played by hands unseen
As people’s minds awaken to lies profound
Regarding a kingdom to which they have never been.
As a melody is emitted by the drums
Which gather strength from those already dead,
Each follower’s strength of will slowly succumbs
To a multitude of doubts that quickly spread.
A lie of wealth immense is now replaced
With news of their fate coming from a cloud of smoke.
All hopes of an earthly kingdom have been effaced
As they sense approaching death they cannot revoke.
THE CHARM
Between the hands of a priest, a charm is held up high
As it is exposed to people who believe a lie
That a worldly kingdom exists with pleasures sweet.
People are gazing at the charm with their ears intent
Upon hearing lies designed to circumvent
Their minds on a slide down to ignorance complete.
From the mouth of a serpent’s head embroidered black,
The darkness from the underworld is coming back
As a host of words nurtured in the depths of deceit.
The charm is speaking to the crowd with a voice from hell
Requesting that they make a final farewell
To a society destined to become obsolete.
As the charm continues with a darkened voice,
It promises people that they will rejoice
At the sight of a kingdom not seen by human eyes.
With each passing moment, darkness becomes thick
Inside each mind as the charm is playing a trick
Upon people’s foolishness unto their demise. |