Rising from the tide

A Kraken cloaked in wisdom

Propagates his lies

For love of living death

As faith in leaders falter and dole-queues stretch for snake-like miles

Untruths in unwritten law annihilate imagination

The intravenous feed

More demagogues emerging

The paradise parade begins

Where everything is perfect and 'time' is all we need to save

And just as oceans swallow all ships that sink in time

This spectacle will crumble from false and ill conceived design.

These fragile frames are breaking

As chants turn into anthems and shouts turn into battle cries

The statues of their heroes gone crack and yield to newborn human lives.

Tired of marching to their tune in time

The gears of oppression have ceased

No light at the end off the production line- show us that this life's worth living

Books are burning in the night

As consciousness is laid to rest

Another dream falls out of sight, and what have we to show for this?