Chevrons

Chevrons

Governing by gaslight,
with flames weak, burning blue
Lies that just don't sit right,
illusions sold as true

Transparent propaganda,
mailed daily to the front
Paged to the wealthy, pandered,
expressed timely, angled... blunt

The puppets take the headlines,
the masters hide between;
in white noise, blur the guidelines,
whilst ink runs the machine

Blood from richer quarters,
dumbed down, thinner for the herd
A blurring of the borders,
a slurring down of words

Slogans on a background,
numbering in three
Red to green the horn sounds,
with chevrons sold as key

Working on the yellow,
in cowardice they hide;
in fridges cold, they bellow,
forever locked inside

Wolves in shepherd's clothing,
with syndrome riddled flocks
Stock homed, uncertain... roving
Crooks, hooking all the stock

A future, "Strong and Stable"
"Let's get it done", they blurt
Mantras strewn cross tables
... cattle so far from alert

Grazing as the curve grows,
with actions moot, inane
Transparent as the windows,
where rainbows stick in pane

so others, they might see them,
and keep within the lines
Applause all round at 8 p.m.
with scalpels drawn at 9

Incisions from the first stage,
a clumsy cut and thrust
'midst advice offered far too SAGE,
just WHO else can we trust?

With all the things that irk us,
all the times they've lied
Elect a clown, Elect a circus,
where the ring masters reside

with half arsed Trojan jesters,
Teflon coated, to be sure;
snuck 10 streets down, they fester
to purloin and pilfer more

Shrouded in the corners,
of the big top in the dark
"Roll up, Roll up" they warn us,
as the puppet masters bark

whilst Bungle, George and Zippy,
burn with Sooty, Sue and Sweep
Izzy Wizzy, let's get busy
... that's a rainbow you can keep!

A rainbow of deception,
truths fragment in such light
Bold lies defy decryption,
more rain to come tonight

Some argue its ineptness,
more likely by design
When shepherds couldn't care less,
provided much more time

than folks in neighboured fields,
where ill winds blew too soon
Thinking livestock might just wield
some resistance, be immune

A woeful lack of insight,
a thinning of the herd
Governing by gaslight,
... if governing's the word