Seduction

Fiction to feed it fed,
In repeated visual increments of it...
Pumped into heads too young,
To realize the affect this leaves...
Both physically and mentally.
With an ease to ultimately,
Manipulate emotions permanently.
To enable...
Thieves, deceivers, hoodwinking dupers,
Faked homemade cookie bakers.
Sinning pulpit preachers.
And devoted hypocrites to have many,
Captivated to actually believe...
Truth is not what it is meant to be.
If a lie to tell it sincere and honestly,
Is not accepted for the B.S. it is.
When it should be known,
A creating of such deception...
Takes experience, skill and much practic,
To develop a technique...
That has the power to make,
People who appear conscious...
Destroy their own way of life to declare,
Those who have had their homelands...
Stripped of resources.
Gold, silver,
Diamonds and this list goes on.
To claim...
These 'ethnic immigrants',
Have come to take away the image.
Of their entitled rights.
Historically based upon,
A fiction that serves delusion.
Crumbling everyday by the ones,
Wishing to prove...
Their wholesome and self righteous lives,
With noses up in isolated...
And guarded gated communities,
Have not been lies to them told!

'Well...
Whoever predicted we would see,
People crazed, isolated.
And choosing to live,
In gated and guarded communities.
To protect the rest of us,
From 'their own insanity!'
Had to have been,
Much more than a visionary.
Whoever it was,
Had to have been a descendant.
And...
Given the keys,
To imprison themselves.
When that time came,
To have no one suspect...
Them to be the nuts that they are.'

'I'm not understanding,
Anything these days they do.
Why would a people,
Wanting with a wish a power to have it.
Then do whatever they can,
To destroy their own freedoms.
And...
The DEMOCRACY of it!'

'Don't be looking at me.
Remember...
You were the one to tell me years ago,
How much I loved living in the inner city.
Surrounded by my own people,
Struggling to undo...
A reality you said then was fiction.
Lies told by mavericks.
And nonconformists.
Now...
The children of those privileged,
Living in their fancy neighborhoods.
Are beginning to accuse us,
For making them the victims.
Of their own ignorance!'

'I keep saying,
God works in mysterious ways.
But these ways are getting,
More and more mysterious.
On an hourly basis.
I can't keep up with all the nonsense.'

'And that maybe the intention,
Of God to keep...
His ways kept mysterious.'

'At whose expense and enjoyment?'

'If I knew that,
Would I be looking at you,
As if I can not believe...
God created to admit,
A making of some human beings...
Regardless of what is said,
In neon signs high and seen flashing.
Or connected by dots in a coloring book.
This to do,
Would absolutely make no difference...
If Truth was True and cartoon characters,
Animated.
Are not deliberately taking away,
From anyone their union jobs.
Some folks,
Are in a 'Good-bye. C-ya'...
Mind dwindling consciousness mode!'

'And...
Painful it is to watch too.
What is that you're giving me?'

'GIVE OVER IT pills.
Time released.
Keeps you numb.
But not left to feel stupid.
Take two.
I have more.