Who Are You?All I say comes back to me in twisted dogma,Who Are You? by vikingjon
Life scripts, and force-fed lies,
With puppet-strings still visible through thin and wavering auras,
Actors in off-Broadway plays hoping for that break-out role
After several thousand tries
And "Dr. Kildare"
Settling instead for butcher, baker, candlestick-maker,
Tinker, tailor, soldier, spy;
Oprah in the afternoon,
And Tea-parties resurrecting the swastika sign.
"Indoctrination is the key, a better life for you and me.
Get the message to kids at their own tea-parties,
Replace their dollies with Beck and O'Reilly,
Pictures of Mao, the Dolly llama,
Dr. Phil, and Olberman.
Let them figure out which one is right,
With a game of Cowboys And Indians."
I place my faith in what they see:
Silly adults who don't drink tea.
"Be a mother, be a bomber.
Be a daddy, a used-car salesman.
Be the law and here's a gun.
Here are tanks to project our honour,
And Kevlar hats for everyone.