My Delusion Poem by Dillon Gay

They call it a delusion
Like it's a simple mind's illusion
They're so ignorant, never understanding
And my need for them to believe is evermore demanding

They try to lock me up in this psychological ward
But they do not know I have the knowledge of the flaming sword
It is my weapon..... my key
Lord, why can they not ever see?

They're blind like a bat and deaf like a snake
Ever drowning in this puppet government's lie lake
We are controlled by a dictator with satanic power
But they laugh and mock by the hour

I pulled out my flaming sword which is my powerful word
But I get sedated, and insulted by hands holding up birds
Oh, dear reader, please believe this delusion of terror
For the truth will live forever