He sells himself and his soul

for money to the highest bidder

His soul has long since withered

Tells people he believes in god

but believes in the pound and the crown

his love is only a noun

a name for something that lives underground.

He’s a politician

He only cares about money

and his power and authority

he’s in the minority

because he’s rich

Poor people are just opportunities

to him

just tools to use to win

this rat race

which he believes he’s risen above

no love

enters his heart

life is insane and it rips people apart.

This life is inverted dark becomes light

light becomes dark

we’ve lost our spark.

The psychopaths logic runs this world

the devils a lie the popes calling from hell

the president has a direct line

stars align.

We are fated to fall

no one can stand tall

When we follow the system

or we are apathetic

Part of a pathetic resistance

every where we look a false story

told as if we are ordinary

It’s scary.

We are god there is no separation

but power and money are forces of corruption

there is so much disruption.

This life is inverted

As above so below

the good are bad

the happy are sad

the rich are poor

the intelligent are dumb

psychiatric wards are full of story tellers and poets

they know the truth no one else can grow it

we preach to the cracks in the pavement no hearts can grow

grow your own

hide in your home alone

be the change you want to see

or be drowned in a sea

of denial.

which of us can smile

when people in Gaza die?

We have lost our humanity

Life inverted,

upside down

the only people who lead us are clowns

Last laugh

Psychopaths.