Burning Man
You're all in a fiddle with broken wings;
some in the woodwork and some in the strings
You're part of an instrument that's being played
The problem is you're not being paid
The coffers are lining for merchants and king's,
while friction on cue makes the plebiscites dance
They gave you hypercolour bread and circuses,
as per your demand
Now they'll take away so many things,
with the same cunning hand
No point resisting; you won't stand a chance
So eat cement and harden up,
in resolve (I don't mean heart)
Don't keep drinking from the Devil's cup
Repent!
And make a fresh soul start
There's fire behind this smoke
Cause you are in the final theatre
Do you think this is a joke?
Sooner or later
you will be woke
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WOW!! AL!!.... that is intense brother!!...... seems you're giving us a poetic warning to ALL this VERY seriously ~
~ "There's fire behind thins smoke
Cause you're in the final theatre
Do you think this is a joke
Sooner or later
You will be woke..."
You did an excellent job of staying within your rhyme scheme while conveying some pretty insightful thoughts about this world...... we're being played...... lining the coffers of merchants and kings....... seems we have nothing left to do but Repent!!........ Amen brother...... does seem the world has gone off of its rails a bit!!........compelling write AL!!........ALL STARS!!....... peace.....T xo. :)
Thanks Tony, I sincerely hope I am wrong about my warning. As a watcher I can't be silent, but I will be happier to be wearing egg on my face (with everything turning out ok), than to hush up and not say anything that might make people think a bit more critically.
SHALOM