The fog should clear all that's blur

The fog takes ground,
and the blur takes sight. Because vision has lost it's light.
Europe has rope the world
in many stories not told.
The many secrets and the many more lies.
Soon the market will sell the news to the consumer live.
All to just say today for the first time the costumer is right.
Now all the birds come crashing down
to rotten land.
Why would they fly"
if all is now in the floors,
that means it belongs to whoever gets to it first.
The one with most thirst can lead thirst to curse.
In the search to worse.
To a one's great market established by conquer
to a store that sells souls and trows away all open doors.  The old world has rang
its last hope,
for ever they had the most. Now learn to be 3rd world
and have faith to cope
And have strength for you are now broke.
and like we you must learn how to detach yourself from the rope.
Using love acceptance and not letting go.
Coming together and helping one another
like when you were poor.
Only then will you pick up a open door
from your floor
from you're core.