Who Do I Trust?

Manipulators
Liars
Informants and Distractors
So what is the truth?
How do I know it?
When information has been distorted
I know what is right
I know what is wrong
But how do I know The Way if it is not drawn?
Outlined
Plotted
A Goal has been concocted
Mind
Body
Soul, all targets
My religion
My culture
My education, all proportionate
So what is the truth?
And how do I know it
When all information that I knew has been distorted?
What is a lie?
What is truth?
Where do I draw the line, when I cannot divide the two?
Love
Faith
All beliefs of the Most High
Arrogance
Astray
Both strategies of the Father of Lies
Thought
Intention
I hope they make good
Sleep
Detention
Very common in the hood
So what is the truth
And how do I know it
When all information I knew has been distorted?
What is a lie?
What is genuine?
Who do I trust
To tell me the middle


Copyright November 2 2011, Moniquea Brown

Thou Shall Not Despair

Looking around I see a world full of chaos
Manipulated masses and beings full of pompous
Therefore I feel alone
Confidently awaiting my new home

The situation is growing in intensity
As I am being enlightened to secret societies
Their motives and intentions are nevertheless hostile
But their means to their intent seems nonetheless subtle

Sadly there are few whose eyes are open
Their souls have left them for secular console
Console for what is just pride and self-importance
From whom do you ask? Just look on your dollar

I hate to sit and be idle
Lord knows inaction is a penniless briber
Although someone else may benefit from this motion
But if I told you his name you would call me a Liar

Distraction is his ultimate goal
I must admit he is doing a good job
To the despair of His heart he has lost so many followers
All for just ONE moment of ephemeral power