All-to-us Hoax-lie’s

Brzezinski, Seized-big-news,
All-to-us Hoax-lie’s vision.
His ages, between two’s,
One clever proposition.

A world for each new brave
Embracing enslavement,
Spinning from his grave,
Orwell’s entertainment.

Plasma burns

They build a wall of skull and bones,
These masters of deception,
Then at themselves throw sticks and stones,
To garner our affection.

They out themselves with shock and awe,
Suspending our belief,
They kindle us with hay and straw.
To cry for some relief.

They season us, they stir the pot.
They beat the drums of trance.
Darkness is their Camelot,
Twilight’s where they dance.

With tactical precision,
The bunnies and magicians,
Took up their positions,
In Florida, Orlando.

Active went rehearsal,
A terrorist commercial,
A lonely, universal,
Improbable commando.

The media’s imperative,
Freeze us with the narrative,
Loop us with the scare it gives,
Cue the dueling banjos.

Sloppy shooter’s method acting.
Sloppy shooter’s under wraps.
Sloppy shooter’s strap redacting.
Sloppy shooter’s doing laps.

Sloppy shooter drags his gun.
Sloppy shooter’s under cover.
Sloppy shooter’s lies undone.
Sloppy terrorism brother.

Embedded every word
Within the vision blur,
Hypnotized the herd,
Faith in nothing sure,

Caught up in emotion,
Arrested their attention,
Rocking in devotion,
Drowsy their detention.

Stationed so within their play
Screens and backdrops are the same
Repositioned there they stay
Rolling loaded dice again

Zombies they’re already here,
Assisting myths and phony threats.
Given over to their fear.
Foreheads read without regrets.

Forever climate strange.
Every day the same, no change.
Earth watered from below.
The wind it didn’t blow.