The State of This Great Nation

a set of pyramids arranged like russian dolls.
the perimeter contains the ignorant who worship its point.
a select few chain link and become the upper tier.
floating, the all seeing eye presides.

the illusion presented for you is so obvious,
but you choose to stay in the dark.
it is quite comfortable, isn't it?
fallen into the arms of the patriarch.

two masks for the same face.
wouldn't it be nice to be the puppeteer,
behind the curtain with your magic hands.
carefully the dolls are imbued with life.

you soon follow suit,
extras on the set.
background music.
a sea of faces and notes, yet so crucial.

i'm sorry, but the choice is not yours.
fill up your mind.
you'll eventually come to the light.
and it will forever change your life.

all this being said,
they don't matter.
metamorph your mind.
it is here where the unconditional love resides.

forever.

and ever.

amen.