We Are Here
“Bread and circuses, we are here.”- © 2022 J. Mark Witters.
Well, it didn’t take long. Had freedom of speech for as long as they allowed it. (Shouldn’t they identify as a publisher to censor content?) I enjoyed Twitter for the short time I tested its waters, but unfortunately, they are polluted with woke-ism. Guess Musk didn’t matter after all. Hey, but I’m in good company! (45)
Bread and Circuses
Controlling soul’s desire, though deemed not to exist.
Bread and circuses we’re given. Obfuscation is the gist.
The bright, new shiny object will eventually decay.
Fresh, naive, and gullible- many facts are not in play.
For a price you’ll leave it all behind (for a short time).
In this vast arena, I’m a speck.
Blurred vanities wrapped around my neck.
Lord Jesus lift me from this wreck.
Elaborate construction, employing fear and pain.
Debilitating psyops; pretender in the reign.
Deception’s hideous web hinders what you see.
Only leaving visible, warped illusions of “free”.
Eagerly lining up for answers; wrapping twice around the gutted block.
Using the trendiest of dancers Enticing any who might think enough to balk.
Bread and circuses
Bread and circuses
We are here.
Synchronized automatons indoctrinated womb to tomb.
Encapsulated; isolated in fathomless, self-imposed gloom.
Bread and circuses.
Bread and circuses
We are here
In this vast arena, I’m a speck.
Blurred vanities wrapped around my neck.
Lord Jesus lift me from this wreck.
Simulated interface, sleeping at the wheel.
Imagination knows its place. Emotion keeps concealed.
Another night, repeat the act. The show must carry on.
Without satisfaction, and an atonal song.
For a price you’ll leave it all behind for a short time.
© 2022 J. Mark Witters.
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