Gasping for Breath and Searching for Light

An unknown voice screams out loud
from within the crowd
lifting the shroud
of a dark cloud
that has been allowed,
to keep all in the dark
with a stark patriarch
about to spark;
up the fires of doubt and despair
without any care
for the devout in prayer.
praying for a helping hand
to expand the command
of the fatherland,
thinking that they are the chosen omen
that have been woven
in devotion with no notion
of emotion left broken, unspoken, & cloven
but are full of corrosion
that's causing distortion
by contortion
of those who are different
calling them ignorant
and illiterate
with eyes of bewilderment
in need of betterment,
but the devout
never look within
at their own sin
or see the dirt on their own skin
from where they have been,
always wearing a fake grin.
...............
Learn to open your eyes
and see from every angle,
and don't be surprised
if you find truth entangled
and the real you strangled
just hanging there dangled
gasping for breath and searching for light.