Buy the blue bread maker because
The blades are made of burnished brass
Favoring your form to fill in fatness
From lack of feverish folding
Be the being you are by buying a basket
Of toxic waste.
Drain it down your gullet assaulting
Delicate organs designed for other
Perpetuate profits
Pretend you don't see
Suppression of systems and
Self destruction
Solving agendas so long ago secret
Societies saving salvation and slavery
Selecting the soundest to serve
WAKE UP!
What's the big idea about war?
Well, you have to stretch to see
If your problem is over population
Knocking off soldiers while selling taxation and
Bullets and bombers bad business but profits
Agendas so secret the saddest of stories
Divested attention the slighting of hand
Three carding of Monte
Who isn't on first, who is getting fatter?
Who has no more fame?
The daily bombardment of fear flames and fortunes
Forgetting the thoughts that will free one forever.
WAKE UP!
Sleeping and floating on bubble rubber
Mean little nasties swimming below
Oblivious to the slow leaking puncture
WAKE UP!
Attention diverted from the greatest good
To programmed competitive thought damping
Oneness
WAKE UP!
Be all that you can be
By buying uncola
Poisoning your mind and body
With a phrase
Be original, you You generation
Blow us apart
WAKE UP!
Lemmings like marching to media played
White noise distracted
A mute voice within
The dark force has vanquished
WAKE UP!
(C) Richard Royce 06