It's difficult to keep,
A truth to smother hidden.
As if to be forbidden,
From minds to have it ridden.
It's difficult to keep,
A fantasy to live.
When the cost of it depletes.
And those who are addicted,
From protesting in the streets.
It's so difficult to keep,
Ignoring that a consciousness is gone.
And it to keep,
Dimming minds to turn them off from on.
And it to keep,
Eyes to close to shut to finally blind.
And it to keep,
Deceptions.
To accept them.
It is difficult to keep,
A madness of fanatics.
Not to feel it systematic.
Or suspect it has intention,
To make everybody crazed.
It's so difficult to keep,
Ignoring that a consciousness is gone.
And it to keep,
Dimming minds to turn them off from on.
And it to keep,
Eyes to close to shut to finally blind.
And it to keep,
Deceptions to delude many will find.
It's difficult to keep,
A truth to smother hidden.
As if to be forbidden,
From minds to have it ridden.
It's so difficult to keep,
A fantasy to live.
When the cost of it depletes.
And those who are addicted,
From protesting in the streets.
It is difficult to keep,
Ignoring that a consciousness is gone.
And it to keep,
Dimming minds to turn them off from on.
And it to keep,
Eyes to close to shut to finally blind.
And it to keep,
Deceptions to delude many will find.
And it to keep,
Not that difficult to open minds.
And it to keep,
Not that difficult to know it done!
But...
Some will always wonder 'why',
They relied on telling told lies.
To keep them deep in sleep.
And hypnotized to feed defeat.
With more to do it to be baptized.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem