A House Of Lies

Throw away your mind
And stow your head,
Forget the so-called truths you find --
Truth is already dead!

This is a house of lies,
Myriad eyes.
Falsehood
Stains the wood,
Lies brood
In the food --
There is no trace
Of your face
Left in your portrait,
That is a rendition of hate
And this is your fate.

All the skeletons wait
In closets shut,
You sense it in your gut,
But drawn to your demise
You see with blinkered eyes.

You turn in laboured motion
As you're drowned in the commotion,
Hands outstretched for help from the stranger
You learn the truth and see the danger.

All the conspiracy's men
Have taken positions again
To push you into dire situations,
They conspire to bring their creations
To life and light,
Moving limbs in the shadows of night.
Plans fructified
And scenarios eyed --
All of them lied.