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Don't shoot the messenger, Question the message

From Hollywood, the elite down todregs of society live on your radio and TV In my home, my peers, the streets All I was told at my mother's knee The messengers of our society Say: believe this about reality And what to do, who I am supposed to be From the cradle, hypnotically hammered so-called truth In the school of youth Pounding molten metal, letting it cool to steel This is what is true, this is real So well packaged, the American dream Mom, apple pie, pursuit of riches so lavish it's obscene Pleasures become addiction ...driving obsession Control, manipulate my mind and emotions Red pill? Blue pill? Never see the light Learn wrong from right The hypnotic matrix of endless suggestions Believe with no questions Preachers sell me their brand of truth from the pulpit So many flavors Different versions of the savior This can't be the only truth can it? Politicians, old and wise Trust me to guide and tell no lies Will my vote do what they advertise? Lies, deceit, illusion - it's crazy But you tell me to question my sanity
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57 / M / Moonlit Forest Glen
For You?
Written by
SergePB
57 / M / Moonlit Forest Glen
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Dec 15, 2019
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