Wizards of the Modern Age

A request for a truthfull dialogue with humanity

Rhetoric the blinding and gruesome blunt object,

used by great modern day articulators,

rationalizing to themselves that the means fits the ends,

crying wolf over and over,

delivering funeral eulogies while winking. 

 

Sand to brick, brick to steel,

they build and build their apparitions of reality,

skyscrapers of manipulation and egotism

they build them for themselves and the great cause of the day

great rhetorical cities, that slant and twist

skylines that are dark and jutting, unnatural.

 

The educated, strong of mind, they shake their heads

they know the score.

Frustrated and bewildered the masses

the weak minded,

they take it all in

jump on board the talking points

like the front row parishioner,

blind faith in the word sorcerer's bible

they drink, swallow rank and putrid dribble

the sorcerer has a placebo speak

that makes the small minded believe

his words,

are delicious.

 

Discourse with intrinsic value,

words, phrases of truth with meaning,

have been kidnapped, taken hostage,

a cloth sack over their heads,

ushered out the back door

lest anyone hear facts,

possibly pour over an option,

initiate a new paradigm in their minds,

worse than all,

they may learn.

 

The rhetoric wizards want to 

de educate, devolve,

take away the clarity,

power in the fog,

they can call out like the pied pipers,

music to the masses ears as they free fall,

how did we get here they ask one another.

A mass grave grows at the bottom of the cliff.

 

If ignorance is bliss,

then the masses of America

backstroke with a smile

in the lukewarm waters of ignorance,

as those who would control them

repeat the same, over and over,

counterintuitive thoughts, yet

the weak mind gives in

grabs hold the arcane,

embraces it with zeal,

their faces look,

insane.

 

 

Indifference is the b*****d son of apathy

and apathy the step child of successful democracies.

Martin Luther King knew

responsibility sits on the heads of those in the middle,

they clearly see behind the curtain,

they know great modern wizards of oz are also fictions,

they are short term thinkers at best,

pre meditated murderers of the future at worst. 

 

Revolution needs not be bloody,

it only requires the educated have the same fervor

the blind and ignorant masses have for their gods.

They masses will always have a need to be led

to find spooks, demons and gods

in the closets of their minds.

Those who see clearly have an obligation

to be fervent in pulling back the curtains,

to call out the rhetorical wizards,

Ruby Red Slippers have no power when

facts and common sense build

houses that drop

on the fear and bullying rhetoricians,.

 

Pointed words are lettered missiles

that can pierce the hearts of wizards,

direct and honest debate,

education and honest dialogue,

these are the swords that slay dragon size fictions.

Remember that Socrates was right

the only good is knowledge, the only evil, ignorance.