Peel back the social veneers

Peel back the social veneers

You posit on media as real

Strip away these shiny objects

Aligning with how you want to feel

The picture of Dorian Grey

Is something most cannot see

It must be reconciled from within

Who wants to be a nobody?

Maybe an enhanced photo?

A status symbol revealed?

Boasting about a life event?

Not something you still want concealed

The problem is not what you show

The choices you make are yours

It defines much of your character

Just what happens behind closed doors?

DCG

Just who do we kid?

What does the mind do

When we take a mental selfie

Not far from a picture we change

Sending out our improved image with technology

So like the image

So like the thought

The mind will make adjustments

More often than not

The idealized ego over time

Will now become the standard

Just who do we kid?

When we become the pandered?

DCG

This Temptress a Juggernaut

If you don’t have respect

What have you got?

If you don’t have character

Why do you hold what is naught?

Did you ever learn to sacrifice?

Is it something that you ought?

Have you thought only of yourself?

Is that something you were taught?

There are countless opportunities

We dismiss yet still we fraught

Even the most obtuse

In moral decay they are caught

Ignorance is your master

This temptress a juggernaut

DCG

Why do you dismiss what you don’t understand?

The way you approach the world

It’s clear you have no respect

What you fail to investigate

Promulgates the ignorance on why you reject

A view through the lens of Marxist ideology

A world of chaos is what you see

In the arrogance of political dogma

You egregiously make your pleas

What is most disconcerting

You imitate what you hate

Though you do not recognize this

The irony of your fate

So much easier to lecture others

Adopting the indoctrination you accept as true

So little did you think about the implications

The reality that you live in and view

“If I were a tiger

I’d bite peoples’ heads off”

You told me this as a child

But now you just scoff

So easy to jump to conclusions

Faulty logic is close at hand

For someone who holds themself in high regard

I hold this behavior in remand

Why do you dismiss

What you don’t understand?

Chalk it up to your influences

Utopian as wonderland

DCG

Are we not compromised?

Can our reasoning be corrupt?

Can we hold politicians accountable?

Only if we can interrupt?

An entitlement class

The collective Socialist dream

Producers in a society produce

While those who only take is a right that they deem

The inflated ego

Exempt themselves from the law

Self interest the temptation

They manifest their own moral downfall

The accolades of celebrity

The seduction of mass delusion

The “no fault of mine” bubble

Is the result of their conclusion

DCG

The Mirror of Illusion

The Mirror of illusion

What is the presumption if your selfie is “art”?

The narcissist protects

The narcissist has a deeply troubled heart

We sacrifice our integrity

When we have to mask the truth

Our vanity has taken over

consuming a once innocent youth

The specious habits of perception

Our beliefs are betrayed

An up-spring of injury

We substitute a charade

Maybe we try to mitigate?

Maybe we try to fool?

When all is said and done

Only the broken heart’s pretend to rule

Healthy self-assessment

Does not face the mirror

Fabricating an understanding

Resisting an underlying fear

DCG

The Wares of our Deception

Abandoned house

Sits on a hill

Built long ago

Are there memories that dwelleth still?

Modest furniture

Much in disrepair

A family gone away

Leaves no laughter there

An owner spent money

Upgrades to a sorrowful house

Neither spending time with the children

Neither spending time with the spouse

This house was his castle

Attributing higher value to it than his kin

A bewitchment of the devil?

The misguided instruction from narcissistic whim?

The wares of our deception

Account for much of the blame

Whom will take any account?

Whom will take any shame?

DCG

The Forgiveness of Folly

We tread in place around our world

Not paying attention to our behavior

Yet we continue to cast judgement on those around us

Who are we…a savior?

Losing focus on our manner

We just might play by the selfish rule

Looking to get what’s ours

Who do we really befool?

Hard lessons must be learned

Before the behaviors get set and gel

By example we must lead

By example we must dispel

We prompt up each other

We support our creed

As we can fail each other

If we look only to our own need

The seduction of attention

Is a very curious thing

It can profoundly change us

Lead us to self-worshiping

I know of my folly

I have spent time on this road

It doesn’t get us any further

This is what I forebode

To be honest

We must see not our differences but our similarities

To recognize the landscape

To recognize the solidarity

Many factions will not agree

Many factions are bereft

Look to the Roman Emperors

Murdered by the Senate or Praetorian Guard’s Cleft

History often repeats

Many people are still much the same

Despite new rules and new societies

Many still operate under this peculiar game

When will we grow up?

How many more centuries will it take?

Forgive us our misdirected energies

Forgive us our folly that we forsake

DCG

A Prayer to Rescind

A grieving lonely sod

Whispers silently in the wind

Heard only by the angels

A prayer to rescind

Abandoned house

Sits on a hill

built long ago

Are there memories that dwellith still?

Modest furniture

Much in disrepair

A family gone away

Leaves no laughter there

The last owner spent his money

Upgrades to a sorrowful house

Neither spending time with his children

Neither spending time with his spouse

This home was his castle

Attributing higher value to it then his kin

A bewitchment of the Devil?

A bewitchment from narcissistic whim?

The wares of our deception

Account for much of the blame

Whom will take any account?

Whom will take any shame?

Beseech the broken-hearted

Only the down-trodden know

This cumbersome attachment

A broken family can bestow


DCG

The Camouflage of Ego


The stories in my life

We reminisce driving down memory lane

The house we grew up in

Sometimes causes me bane

King of the neighborhood

I command all that I survey

Once smoked pot at that guys house

Once had a girl in that one and got laid

We measure looking backwards on how we might have been

Nostalgia distorts reality

Think you have a perfect memory

Bet some friends will disagree

Funny how we paint

With broad strokes on our canvass

Memories that are more forgiving

Selecting ones that take fewer chances

So we continue to repeat

This remembrance now faded

Pointing to the parts

That we’ve embellished and paraded

This process we use

On how we express

Accurate or not

It’s not really what we’ve done, but rather how we confess

Master and commander

Our pride on sentry

Telling our tales

In line with our gentry

Talk it up kids

Tell us of those deeds

The camouflage of ego

Will rarely ever concede

DCG