Shout it from the Hills

 

How easily we are subdued and seduced

to lie supine having rolled over in acquiescence

Have we joined the ranks of the moronic hordes

those who are the shiftless and hapless wanderers

 

We are fed a diet to subjugate original thought

advertisements impress the minds of the mindless

The masses shuffle about on an aimless trajectory

many have lost the capacity to form even an idea

 

Stand up, be fearless and be heard

let not one syllable be misunderstood

Friends will abandon you, even family

relinquish them as they are a worthless mob

 

Challenge what is untrue and expose deceit

accuse the liars in public and call their names

Cast a search light on their malicious machinations

For all this you will be despised and made to walk the road to Coventry

 

Well, so be it, I am me and I can think clearly

even if my very being is immersed in a fog so dense

 

Duplicity, coercion, nepotism and prejudice

beware as I am on your trail, yea your very nemesis

As each day passes, with my every breath

I shall paint a picture for all to see on a canvas a mile wide

 

The pushers will be condemned to hell

the young will be shown how to think freely

Those who poison this world of beauty

Beware your days are most certainly numbered