Smokescreen

Masks that people wear,
are webs of illusion.
Everything from paper and cheap plastic,
precious metals, jewels and magick!

Avarice glitters, blinded by glamour.
Twisted sense of moral compass.
Agendas that hide the truth, 'neath hypno eyes.
Manning the helm of hypocracies!

Fumigated with popular opinion,
cryptic words uttered in cryptic fashion.
Clouded eyes and clouded mind, hazy memory.
Nonsense makes more sense, just a good story!

Sophistry on a monumental par,
Robbed of their values, suffer not them.
Honor, valor...nothing shared, only theirs!
Ignorance is no excuse, that's just splitting hiers.

Synaptic fusion, short circuit, loss of motor function.
Rented lips spew forth slogans.
Careless use of thought, feeds ignorance.
There is a lot more than just happenstance.

Greedy souls, their number is 10, by which I mean
one and zero, none......broken black hearts!
Just to be the one...to show you what is unseen.
Just to blow away your fucking smokescreen!!