ORDERS

Orders are being given
By those lusting for control,
Mindless sycophantic drones
Without charisma; without soul.

Orders are used to tame us
And make us think the 'right' way,
They control our every thought and act
They restrict what we dare to say.

Orders are the new opiate
That defines the masses' every deed,
They establish 'correct' thinking
They set up a dominant creed.

Orders are given out daily
By the bullies who like to rule,
Foul mind games and mind control
They send us to brain-washing school.

Yes mind games are the order now
To make us think wrong is right,
The soulless bureaucrats who rule
Are determined to make day night.

Yes bureaucrats love giving orders
It makes them feel so big and strong,
And what the hell do they even care
If every order is morally wrong!

THE END
© Copyright 2021 Philip Roberts
Melbourne, Victoria, Australia