There are oddities within oddities, and modifications even to them,
yet the Dwarfs will tell you they know just what will happen.
The sheep, made compliant by the wiles of the tyrants,
their many blindnesses allow them to believe it’s all true,
while they stupidly stand in the very shadows of the Giants.
Liberalism came along with its minuet of perfectly good reasons
why it was mostly wasteful to proceed with defending
against this thing or that when neither virtue much mattered.
Strongholds of logic became much weaker than intended,
their edges already worn were now torn and noticeably tattered.
People are so ready to believe things they see and hear most of the time,
Although through filters they have little control over or care to try;
if the newspaper reports that something happened in such a way,
why would you not believe them? Why would they lie?
So much easier to sleep through their rights being washed away.
It is no longer, and has not been for a long time,
a world where leaders can be believed or trusted.
Influence is sold, bartered and swapped, given as prizes or just seized
with corruption’s three-bladed spear, all dulled and rusted,
power in the hands of those whose crimes have been revealed.