All Would Then Rise

And then...
All would begin to rise.
As if,
Collectively...
They had been blindly hypnotized.
By the sight,
Of his majestic appearance.
He of dyed hair and rouge applied,
To mask the color of his aging skin.
And tall in stature.
With a giving of image.
Their last great hope began not to end.
A listening to how,
He alone had the power to fix and mend...
Their grievances started,
That brought them to question...
A democracy fading,
Away to include more representation...
Of an ethnic diversity.
They should disregard and defend against.
And they rose to rise.
Despite the lies.
To allow themselves to be duped.
Hoodwinked and deceived beyond belief.
With a doing to destroy,
Their own entitlements they received.

Focused on losing an image of greatness.
A greatness achieved,
By all of different races diverse in abilities.
Yet threats heard to hear,
They were made to fear.
By one they endorsed to support.
Who appeared not to betray...
Or commit treason secretly.

Although,
Evidence and proof revealed to produced...
Could not persuade them of this truth.
And more the people became ruthless.
Feeling powerless.
Abandoned.
Fearing to lose their deluded fictioned lives.
Deceived.
Corrupted and criminalized by an image,
Imitating to disguise lies to tell...
Hidden to sell them told with skills sold.

Yet...
Remaining in denial.
Fearing to be replaced from an image,
Embraced.
While their great last hope,
Rope-a-doped them all.
Leaving them to fear a reality that appears.
A reality and the truth of it.
As clear as opened eyes can see.
But made to hear heard with ears,
To disbelieve...
Their democracy had begun to become ruined.
By an ethnic diversity told to tell.
Leaving them all,
Blinded by lies and hypnotized.
Left today not to know who they should fear.
Themselves or the hypnotist.
Hoping they can prevent,
From being imprisoned for committing crimes.
Against them to undermine.
With fear and threats kept to protect himself!

'They are coming after you!'
He has been heard to hear this told.
'If they come after me.
I will be coming after you!'

Who is this you,
Is he referring to?
His followers,
Who supported and endorsed his endeavors?
Or the truth no longer fictioned.
And he is left,
Without more toys to destroy and eliminate.
Are they fearing his craze.
Or their own?