The Base is Broken

We have reached the base of the Idol

where the iron is now mixed with clay

a kingdom broken and fractured

its lack of strength in full display

 

There can never be any cohesion

of elements weak and debased

governments and religions so splintered

where virtue and truth is erased

 

Oh senate of Rome you still rule here

and golden coins her decisions make

the amalgamations of your religions

continue the confusion you create

 

Your churches fictions were born in Persia

and your idols birth from Egypt took root

from Greece and Rome your philosophy

and senators who lie for money your offshoot

 

The former fools of the court now staged

 the drunken revelry of Greece and Rome

highly paid keep your citizens engaged

is the takeout they dine on at home

 

History now accurately documents your error

the scribes no longer paid to hide your sin

but every truth has been now recorded 

into the book of time not held by men

 

Men live as though

no record to their life exists

that every reflection of our minds and thought

and of our bodies 

not in time encased

They seem as quickly to forget

the place where  all exist

in where ever is the book

of time and space consist

 

Our inheritance millennia's of lies

the table of the world of thought

it has twisted the aim of the target

until our own destruction will have it brought

 

Tis the net and web that seeks to catch us

the bait is saturated with wine and song

a cup full drunk with its inebriation

until you cannot see what's right from wrong

 

Every conception in time has given birth

to the ideology that has taken root in man

it has grown into the tree that has not worth

and its branches to be burned and condemned 

 

Men lavish praise on their idols

for the trophies and the titles to win

but if it is self service that you are seeking

the table that's spread will in death end

 

 

sources , Daniel 

 

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