A pale purple wind blows, rattling the tender thresholds of my home. Creaking and croaking as drafts blow from one window to the next, never telling my body of the cold as I lay in numb indifference. Sick, so sick am I. Having the luxury of some damned incurable illness, I have had the benefit of digesting what can be called a healthy dose of reality. Television, one screen to tell you exactly how your world should be. No need for references the tube has it covered, and you always know it only practices the final say so in what is real, after all you can see it. Remove the middle man, there is no need for anyone to think, do not worry we will tell you what to think.
Silenced like so many outspoken critics of the world who actually seemed as if they gave a damn, or even had some semblance of reason and justice in their prose. Stationed, all across this nation, the ravenous drone of another wasted evening toiling in the streets, the vacant employees who fill the office space with more than just noxious waste, Prime time lies are easy to come by as long as you're not really saying anything. Tired? Of the blood filled streets? Distracted by the same dick and fart jokes that were never funny to begin with? Led? To the false belief that this cultureless American dream is worth dying for, is worth killing innocents?
Stolen? Like a thousand spoken words, chosen so carefully and cleverly to conceal the deceit of a deal made to destroy everything that is good and holy. Defeated? Robbed of spirit while a thousand young faces who volunteered or were chosen to perform the hideous acts of the depraved to ensure the depravers own well being, while they hide behind their words that separate them from us, such as rich. Elitist, ideals, only to determine how much money they can spend in fruitless exploits to maintain their wealth by any means necessary. Necessary to convince the masses of the necessity of their enslavement, toiled and spoiled working for the day, only to be cast out into the night, with no light. Trust?
Blind trust to a system that promises us the world but only delivers its version after payment is received, A hefty payment indeed. Is it really time for a New World Order? Or is something's order up?
