Where Truth Lies
there’s a self-appointed elite
Who are the
exception that proves their rule,
it’s only for the common fool
To abide by
their laws; such their conceit.
leaders, those special chosen few,
Messiahs above the herd,
that truth is a flexible word
And a word
can mean what they want it to.
ever be caught telling a lie,
It will turn
out they had their fingers crossed,
truth is a lie that’s been glossed,
And who cares
anyway, let it pass by.
leader is just blind man’s buff,
folk shrug, leaders are secure enough.