Code Red

Code Red                       3/5/2016

All my life

Comes down to this

When all the world

Has dropped their masks

Dripping with hatred.

All the same

The left and the right

With a dagger in their hand

Straight through our hearts.

They mingle at parties

And they laugh at us all

That we ever believed they cared

And followed them at will.

Up and over

We paid all the way

Greasing the wheels with our money

For their favor and feed.

Begging for more

And lying every day

Doing their best

To shape us like clay.

They do not want
Us to think

Because they only want
Us to obey

Feeding the hands that hurt us

And steal every day.

The status quo is fatal

And that is, what they want

Protected in their mansions

Dead as the Romans.

They love the hordes

Because they can be bought

And they can be sold

Willing to be sacrificed

For a few dollars more.

But, for who we are

They have only contempt

A burning hatred long hidden

And only now

Obvious and apparent. 

Pick one or pick the other

Because it all ends the same

Skewed no matter our wishes

By a pseudo elite.

It is just, like was written

And it will all end all the same

As they commit unspeakable horror

Just to be like God. 

Listen for the sounds

Blaring like a trumpet

That he is on his way

Sooner than they think
The moment, the hour, the day.