Thursday 4 June 2015

An illusion of freedom

We think we are free but in reality
We are merely given an illusion
Of freedom
It is given to us by the Elite...
Who control all of our choices
What use in raising our voices?
For one voice cannot change anything
That's exactly the mentality they seek...
Living quietly, not putting up a fuss
Not causing a ruckus...being mild and meek
Working hard every day of the week...
They control all of those media channels
We think we have the right to choose
But they select the information
All across every single nation
They give you the channels...
From which you are free to choose
They give us aisles and aisles of food
But they select the produce...
They control the making of everything
You can choose stocks or bonds or real estate
Thinking you may control your life
But when the world collapses in a heap
They love to herd us: poor sheep
They control the money underneath it all
You will see the illusion they want to fall
Perpetuated endlessly without a doubt
They want us to fall into their trap
They actually really don't give a crap
We are simply a commodity...
To be used and traded to keep them free
Each and every choice you have
Is guided by them eventually
They are both sides of the coin
They are that duality...that thinking...
That you are living in a democracy
But honey they detain us...they corral us
We are just another piece of detritus
They seek to wipe us from this earth
For we waste these treasures that gave us birth
Using up their precious oxygen
Yes every beast and every man
Is theirs to poke and prod along
They give you everything you need
Make you think you have a choice
Treated without any respect its true
This is what they do to me...to you
Your vanity becomes your downfall
Each and every aspect of your life is controlled
You just don't know it...till it's too late
Then you suffer for your fate...
Living a lie they generate...
Taxed, monitored, regulated, blackmailed too
This is the life they have prepared for you!
For their betterment not for yours




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