Inciting tumult of our own
Senseless scrambling, senseless drone
Of society set to a frequency
By an underhanded licensee
Mocking, cackling, fed by fables
Imbalanced bounteous and empty tables
A widening gap between what they see
And what is the reality
So busy with their frantic crawl
Confusing ignorance for gall
Failing to see they’re being used
To further abuse the abused
Some spout false rhetoric of fairness
Conjured from their unawareness
The luring, dark spellbinders’ hiss
Slickly convincing them of this
But better hearts seek better days
Once lifted from the writhing frays
Of eye for eye, tooth for tooth
When we decide to search the truth
