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.
