how jaded...
how jaded
we become
territorial
arrogance over ignorance
blinded
by the light
of the moon
a mere
reflection
of what
we do not
understand
demons
and angels
sit upon the bench
the big game
truly
a world series
of events
years
in the making
decades
my entire
lifetime
in fact
the wheels
of this
ideology
into madness
of the absurd
for no person
unless
twistedly deranged
would choose
war
over peace
the masses
oblivious
by the daily struggles
captured
as herded
worker bees
simply in the toils
God gave them
question not
in their humility
any other
path
any other
venue
faith
family
forgiveness
backbones
the way
of happiness
of purpose
of practicality
good food
solid shelter
tools to create
this future
the daily
walk
of life's design
full
rich
gratefully enjoyed
sleep tight
as evil lurks
abound
so why
this ramble
on a day
of reckoning
the dark calm
before
the dawn
knowing
the magnitude
the insanity
the divide
completely by
society's trusted
voices
of reason
gone wrong
a repeat
of how
power corrupts
as the innocent
sheep sleep
guarded
brainwashed
in pure propaganda
lies
of children
straight faced
bold faced
strict inversion
call them
what you will
as it is
not your good will
they speak
and when
the viper
strikes
they fall
first
too late
for this round robin
lays lifeless
feathers scattered
in it's demise
the cheshire's grin
a sly fox
strolls into
a pride
as the lioness
surprise
an unrelated
event
to turn
the wheel
of karma
gathered
on this day
it is obvious
just
how jaded
we become
territorial