The Lie
Up is down and wrong is right
As stylish images hide the night
In pain site the butterfly
creative ways to hide one eye
Everything is the opposite
You never know what you might get
Sparkly things and chains of gold
designed just so your soul to hold
Take the pill and open the door
Be careful what your wishing for
With throngs of fans you’ll be alone
A perfectly built and programmed clone
Inverted cross and sense of loss
The price you pay to be the boss
Where can you run, who can you blame,
when entry is paid with secret shame?
You have to play if you want to stay
the dearest price you have to pay
The brightest stars up in the skies
are built upon the grandest lies
It’s through the looking glass it seems
Distorted lives, corrupted dreams
Manipulated forced collusion
To fortify the great illusion
Twice shy once you’re bitten
Become a lovely designer kitten
Your will is breaking, make no sound
As things are happening underground
They show you what they're going to do
You saw the signs, you had a clue
But only those with eyes to see
Can ever hope to become free
Dominic Flippin 2016