The Voices They Hear

“The Voices They Hear”

(Tom Entrican, 06-24-2023)

By the nose they are led, as if they have no aim

No discernment is ever made clear

Whether right or wrong they still make a claim

As they cling to the voices they hear

To the left, to the right, they fling a forked tongue

And the masses all eat it with cheer

And they cannot imagine just what they have done

Paying homage to the voices they hear

The talking heads say the words they all like

In their lust they all drink up the beer

And just as the wolves plan their next strike

Not suspecting the voices they hear

The warnings are there but they just do not care

To the slaughter they all volunteer

So ignore the destruction and all the despair

Is the echo from the voices they hear

They keep building it taller this wall of deceit

And few ever question or interfere

 For it seems so much easier to rinse and repeat

Giving strength to the voices they hear

When all is burned down, just ashes are found

Gnashing teeth as the world disappears

The one true Voice so many have drowned

For the lies of the voices they hear