"Brother, Brother, Brother"

Titles passed out like Gestapo badges
Pinning loyalty's bronze shield to their chest
Shaking hands at the elbow
In the same motion bring them to my chest
Embracing them; as I would expect to be clutched after an extended absence
Bone meal nearly being rendered from the pressure between the plates of our breast

Troupe before all; dedication documented

Truth is only given to those close to the heart of the honest
Propaganda; lies served warm and edible from the perimeter of our inter Sanctum
Real to real projectors flickering silent motion pictures of hoaxed heroism
Repeat double features; free all day matinees

I'm sitting outside without a ticket.?