Your myth appeared for many years
before you reared your head,
creating such a stir of mind,
enough to raise the dead
Your road was paved with shock and awe
in spite of competition,
flashing words across the sky
like some kind of magician

The placid people mesmerized
by every word you spoke,
the questions flew like poison darts
but you would never choke.
The method to your madness
as a charmer charms a snake,
was a game of misdirection,
and subtle give and take

The media salivated
at the mention of your name,
they twisted what you said
when they would need someone to blame
Words like bullets fired
from your mouth to fool the masses,
your talking points would shift
like sand dividing social classes

You carved yourself a name of sorts
with words like hardened steel,
accumulated billions
with your penchant for the deal
Captivating people
with a most persuasive tongue,
swooning as you bridged the gap
between the old and young

Accumulating wealth
and keeping enemies as friends,
creating mass division
to achieve desired ends
As cameras follow endlessly
the talking heads will spill,
the teleprompters flash the words
to shift your wants and will

Subtle waves of innuendo
casting clouds of doubt,
so cool and so effective
with a whisper, not a shout.
Messages like monsters
in disguise of mortal man,
accomplish in the long run
more than mere threats ever can

Placate, then you vacate
all the opposite opinions,
by unleashing accusations
from your hordes of mindless minions
Nothing mattered in the long run
except that you would win,
embrace corrupt integrity
to justify your sins

You promised them utopia,
prosperity by the pound,
then disappeared your enemies,
six feet in the ground
The sounds of silence echo
from their grave sites like a song,
but none so evil are the ones
who blur what’s right from wrong

Delusional deception
is the core of your enchantment,
the dangling of carrots
and the subtlety of entrapment
Controlling confrontation
and erasing civil rights,
limiting free speech,
early curfews in the night

The antidote to fear
is to create a field of dreams,
where security is paramount
and nothing’s what it seems
The paralyzing polarizing
grab for greedy gain,
is the formula for failure
as we ignore each other’s pain

The cult of personality is manifest in you,
the people gladly welcome
all the hoops you put them through
And when your followers feel
that they have had too much to bear,
the bottom falls out once for all
but no one seems to care

The lines between the classes,
black and white and straight and gay,
manipulating minds until
we don’t know what to say
We take offense at common sense
and agitate each other,
as all your social engineers
pit brother against brother

All the while, your perfect smile
misleading with a wink,
the people follow blind in love
as they forget to think
The methods unimportant,
just a sidenote to your plan,
your fame expands as they demand
a bridge from God to man

Now, once again, we count the votes
and place them in the hole,
we give away our freedoms
and relinquish all control
And you collect applause and praise
for nothing that you’ve done,
but leave a trail of bodies
in the puppet race, you’ve won

For evil minds have made it clear
that if you tell a lie,
repeat it and believe it’s true
and flash it across the sky,
the people will eventually
accept it as a fact,
and follow you to kingdom come
and down to hell and back

TM DiSarro

©2024 TM DiSarro/MindScapes Publishing

From: EVERY WICKED BIRD

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