Look about the void with an unrelenting eye

Antiquated thinking hasn’t traveled far

On the beliefs of crowd mentality don’t rely

Inebriated spirits scheme in the pews of bars

Delusional conspiracies being loosely hatched

Theories floating in the brain’s pickled brine

From well-worn constructs rebuilt and patched

Reminiscent of old ghost conspiring across the Rhine

Shadows hiding in the darkness wicked and depraved

Hidden in the water’s depth like the dust of yester year

 Echoing voices of loathing from the past that once raved

Wearily we walk ocean shores wondering what’s yet to fear

Death’s whisper can be heard beneath the mantra’s vile moan

As it declares things thought to be new, their own sacred creed

Humanity’s eternal ugliness is not new and as in the past it’s shown

As common sense is cast aside, and ignorance is allowed to lead

As I look now into the void of truth, I see a twisted gnarled throne

A jester of deceit sits upon his pyrite throne built from copious lies

His falsehoods turned to truth by repetition, lies that he shall hone

Those lacking common sense will repeat his treachery in their cries

Wisdom floats along with the centuries, hidden in the silence of space

Unspoken words that ride on the tongues of sages waiting for its release

Painful wisdom learned from hatred’s failures by a forgetful human race

Insights built on irrefutable truth rooted in a common sense that needs to increase