Misdirection
Concealed as
a shadow in the shadows,
Lurking
unheeded deep down in the state,
Secretly
directing everyone’s fate,
And only a
few cognoscenti know
The workings
of this satanic cabal,
A hidden
elite who are conspiring
To realise
their vague plan, requiring
Extreme
discretion in casting their spell.
The signs
are clear, but they’re too often missed
Except by
the few who’ll not be misled,
But must
bear alone the burden of dread
Of
conspiracies that do not exist.
It’s because
nobody is in control
The market
trembles and governments fall.
D. A.
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