It seems that only

Time will tell

If we the people

Can break the spell

Words were cast

And thoughts created

To steer us to

What they have fated

For us all

And set in motion

And now seems tied

To a certain potion

A type of devilry

It is afoot

And wants us all

Firmly put

In our place

And not to know

The truth of it all

Behind the show

~

But the façade is slipping…

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks