The Hidden Hand
A poem
Grand conspiracies rest in the elder’s shadowy hall.
Society is on its knees, at the mercy of a final protocol.
Tainted by the wicked, with a power they now spread
uncaring if their prophecy has the masses left for dead.
Broken promises and trickery fuel lordly deception.
To strip away freedom, they first capture our perception.
Through inciting class war and stoking hate's flame,
they keep us divided for an agenda to maintain.
Centralized banking uses debt to manipulate control.
True currency is our spirit as we learn to sell our soul.
A global empire spans, leaving no lands untouched.
People serve as pawns while true diversity is crushed.
Stealth government infiltration lets them take the reign,
consolidating their power with no questions or disdain.
They manipulate the narrative and broadcast it as news,
bending all of reality to make their lies seem true.
From arts to sciences, education becomes corrupted.
To serve their agenda, all innocence must be disrupted.
They poison the youth’s minds with false light ideals
to create a generation that will serve as their future shields.
They erase all our history by rewriting the past.
Stories tell of victors, yet morality always comes in last.
All of the old institutions were dismantled and destroyed
to make way for a new world order, their power to enjoy.
A global totalitarian regime eats the flesh of a soul-decayed.
An all-seeing eye illuminates lessons of how we were betrayed.
Our lives and freedoms are gone, laid to rest with the Gods of old,
while the hidden hand laughs from their stolen thrones of gold.
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