Corrupt

Cancel couture
Oscillating waves of freedom bells
Ringing only in an echo
Rapid-fire lies light an era
Under the name of change
Pretending utopia awaits
Toasting with toxic waste

Strings Attached

Words without a purpose
Action without thought
Pantomimist circus
Puppet string garrote

The chiming clock does choke
Mime inside the box
His freedom he does croak
Keys to broken locks

Marionette painted smile
Jaw unhinged on stage
Alone he stands trial
Jury he’ll assuage

Don’t let them see the strings
Show he has control
Play pretend as a king
Hide what he has stole

But fate does come in three
Spin, measure and cut
But not yet is he free
From coaxing and glut

Trapped in a delusion
Love is grown from lies
Magician’s illusion
A blatant disguise