posted on Oct, 13 2010 @ 09:16 AM
Pick a God
Pick a flag
Pick a gang
Pick a racket
Pick a side
Pick a saint
Pick a mask
Just don't drop it
We spend our whole lives playing their game
Born into this world, where normal's insane
Employed since birth with a foreign corporation
By fraudulent deception, we've been sold to the system
The choices presented, actually one and the same
History's great tragedies, long ago, pre-arranged
Fattened with a diet of sweet poisons and fear
Both prisoners and guards, too invested to care
Once one's been processed, there's only one remedy
Discover our true selves and reclaim our sovereignty
Their 'illusion' is our 'real', though many still doubt
Well, some will hear whispers, some, not even shouts
Thank you for reading
edit on 13-10-2010 by FewWorldOrder because: (no reason given)