Welcome back diverted ones
the band has quit it's braying tune
bending wills to tow the line
just as the piper led the mice
silence waits to fill the ears
on the path to doom's embrace
how did the faithful come so far
to then realize they've been had?

The talking heads had their day
pundits talking up their game
while the soothing drums clambered on
to the walls, the hordes come
this was the Wizard's battle cry
as smoke and fire rose to the sky
while behind the curtain's fringe
the band played on with talking points.

'Just the facts' was chant
against the lies of heathen foes
I'll not blame a single one
for buying this with all their heart
when the fear is pumped up
with uncertainty close behind
the dread is the worse of all
combined they are a speaker's ploy.

The narcotic drip was attached
providing stimulant without backlash
those jaded days of railed dissent
when all were high with discontent
the fun's been had, now comes price
a hangover with harsh withdrawal
the fake news has come up flat
though hair of the dog may be had.

Get ready for a sad encore
as the band resumes their march
the volume has been reduced
asking all to find their marks
the piper seeks willing dupes
with a fate too near at hand
doom still calls to that kind
will the targets be twice fooled?

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