the monsters crawled out from under the bed
and hid in our TVs
whispering tales of fear
and manufactured images in out our ear
compulsive liar
and bearer of false realities
the boogiemen gathered together
and put on suits and ties
trading money
trading futures
trading lives
of people like you and me
wallowing in their greed
the wolves whispered into the ear
of the village idiot
attaching the strings
stealing the children
putting guns in their hands
filling their heads with lies
and then turning their backs
when the questions turns to 'why?'
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