A certain truth, We try to find

 Surrounded by, A mass of blind

 Agendas hidden, And not of kind

 To take our lives, And stop our mind

It could be said, That in the end

 In fact we didn’t, Comprehend

 The wheels were set, With none to know

 Who’s steering the train, Who rigged the show

(c) K Wicks

Rhyme and Reason