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Con Man, Beggar, Thief

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Lost, empty vessels
Desperate to find meaning
In an uncertain
Often bone crushing world
In a search for a panacea
To obliterate the soul sucking ills
Ripe for the picking
For some arrogant
Demented guru
That believes he’s the messiah
Chanting we are one
While keeping you enslaved
Deprived of sleep
Zombified
Last ounces of energy
From the bag of skin
While he’s feverishly counting the money
Admiring self in the mirror
Gathering up sycophants
To attend to his every whim and need.

Keep feeding the beast
And it never dies
You want redemption
And salvation
But never gonna see it
In his demonic eyes
For the Holy one kept sending you messages
You’re being taken for a ride
But you put faith in a con man
That told you to ignore intuition
And kept pummeling you via
Ham fisted delusional beliefs
Brainwashing you into a sheeple
That couldn’t think without
The snake oil salesman at your side
For I pray that one day
You’ll open your eyes
Before there’s no coming back.

P-8/4/19.

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