What is real and what is not?
What is true and what is not?
It seems to be a matter of opinion these days
Or do we simply believe what benefits us most
Now, Politicians
They are the consummate purveyors
Of confusing reality and truth
Of a well worn strategy
To keep us off our guard
Confuse us
Make us believe in the shadows
Encourage us to doubt
And never let us see
What is right before our very eyes
Their mantra?
“Never believe the opposition, for they lie”
And if they spew misinformation enough
Then the theory goes
We should end up believing it
Even if they don’t
Which they don’t
Smoke and mirrors is their game
And we, giving up our power
To question and challenge
Placing our trust in the hands of a few
Have no idea what we have forfeited
I listen to them, I watch them
Well oiled and duplicitous
Never answering the questions
Put to them
But dancing a well choreographed fandango
No need of castanets and tambourine
So skilled are they to capture our attention
They say what we want to hear
Instead of what we need to hear
We are now on the road to our destiny
But it is getting darker
Harder to avoid the obstacles in our path
Unable to see the signposts
That could lead us to safety
And perhaps when we finally arrive
We will look around and see
The Truth
The Reality
And mourn our lack of insight
For having been so duped
For sometimes
You just have to learn the hard way