oh yeah! that's him all wrong alright!

they will only see

what he permits them to

but they will believe they are seeing the real thing

 

if only they could look

into the mirrors of themselves 

and see the damaging mockery he has inflicted

 

thankfully and I do mean thankfully ( BIG-TIME!)

it is they and not me who belong to him

and he, in turn, offers himself with one hand

while laughing behind the back of the other

 

for I have different eyes a clearer mind

not only able to penetrate his falsities

but also hold his untrue yesterdays

in pictures that would blind the vulnerable

with the glare of their own embarrassments 

 

how long the bleating followers

have waited for a shepherd no matter how devious

to lead them to his twisted version of togetherness

it is a strange form of worship

they have locked themselves into

 

until their susceptibility heals

on they will go kneeling at his dubious altar

unable to break the chains his sickness binds them with.   

 

A-FUCKING-MEN!