Wednesday, December 16, 2009

The Idea

An idea was shared
so pure and so true
Preaching with wisdom
of the life no one knew

A life of equality
Of freedom and joy
Where no one could trick you
With some sinister ploy

So accepted it was
By all those involved
Not knowing that soon
It would all be dissolved

Not knowing their ideals
So pure and so true
Would be mangled so strangely
letting havoc ensue

Seeking a leader
To guide them along
They fallowed, oblivious
To it all going wrong

And when they saw through
Disguise after disguise
Each truth was shielded
By still more lies

So though they worked harder
And ate so much less
They still didn’t see
That they’re lives were a mess

That the thoughts from before
Were far from today’s
And their lives had turned sour
In so many ways

No, they just kept working
Day after day
Believing the lies
That kept coming their way