Flags
1Flags?
Let's wave a flag, oh and while you're at it let's repeat a mantra,
you know that old ditty that trips off the tongue?
over and over until it feels like a drill boring in your head.
It's searing pain is the message made shrill and clear.
learn it, know it, say it loud.
Everyone says it, everyone chatters it in obscene cadences that veil a one sided tale.
As from the poorest to the richest, the princes to the destitute know it, across the land they sing it louder and louder.
The voices that don't sing the same song are snuffed out, deleted and disliked thumbed down never to be heard of again.
As we close our eyes to what is plain to see, blinded by rhetoric writ large.
Creating a convenient monster so we can all condemn that which only exists because of our actions and ignorance.
We seeing in the mirror we come to know the familiar monster reflected is us as well as them,choosing the easy path and seeing only the evil we are shown by those that are guilty of worse acts.
We now cosy bed fellows with an acceptable monster we call by a name that is obscured by a century of bloodshed.
She that pulls the strings of freedom wielding the hammer of truth that fractured the whole into pieces causing the misery to reel out of hand beyond their own nightmares.
A real dark and insidious danger grows from not the east but the west
as we allow the puppet masters to control the story they have written in the tears of misery generations past.
Chanting ever louder silencing any voices that will never be heard that led to the truth as drowning out even the bombs that drop
with our eyes covered by familiar hands that seek to keep us from seeing what really is the truth.
The truth is,
Uncle Vlad is bad but Uncle Sam is just as bad, with bloody hands they silence us cupping our mouths as they drew first blood,
under a banner of peace we march to their tattoo playing that age old tune,
The grand plan of deceit and lies.