Tonight I sit alone in the shadows of a complacent existence
Waiting for someone to come and show the way to resistance
But there’s no one around
So I guess I am bound
To watch this world shaped by their simplistic

The goat and the bones meeting in tombs made of stones
Controlling the lubrication of our wheels with their loans
Are crashing it down
With thunderous sound
And scooping up the remains of where ever we roam

And most think its hidden and a mysterious thing
How Wall Street is flooded with lies and their sting
But it’s really quite easy to see
Cause A is always followed by B
That they have stolen all our gold for their ring

Make the people fight each other and keep them entertained
Throw in a few wars and rivalries so profit can rain
Into their coffers
While silencing scoffers
And make those who speak out sound insane

Buy up the press and T.V. and air
Put on a good show about how it’s all fair
Then carefully subvert and apply
Their governments and money supply
And build an empire out of thin air

Till one day the sheeple awake and look round
To find that a dollar is not worth a pound
And the sell off begins
As heads start to spin
And an economy shoots to the ground

And since it’s the basis of the world’s money game
Strike just at that and you have struck all the same
You create a problem to solve
And can then freely evolve
All authority and power to only their name

And one day our children will curse
Us from concept until in they’re in hearse
For being so blinded
By such simple minded
And allowing all our dams to burst

But for now as the curtain is falling
And on knees we’re bent and we’re crawling
I hope for the day
When hope has its way
And we reverse all of what is appalling

"Till one day the sheeple awake and look round
To find that a dollar is not worth a pound
And the sell off begins
As heads start to spin
And an economy shoots to the ground"

Great stanza...Wonderful

Thank you MzEm, I value your opinion

Very Cool

thank you D. You know they say everybody has a clone, well I either work with you , or yours (bruuuuu ha ha)

It's not me!
Must be in imposter!

good write

Thank you