So many fakes There be so many fakes around That walk upon this Earth Spreading all their countless lies And taking all our worth They tell us every kind of lie Then hold us in their power Then their promises they drop To wilt like dying flowers Then there be religious fakes Using stories without proof They dress themselves in wondrous garbs And spread around their truths That fill our minds with fire and brimstone So we curl up, and cower As these wolves in sheep’s clothing Rule us with empty power. Then we have the royalty The kings and queens and such Where did they get there power from? It seems they have too much While most they live in poverty In so much wealth they live But I would like to ask one question What do these people give? 5 May 2014 @ 1340hrs