Lies Bind the Minds

Commonplace in politics are whispers and lies,
A pattern emerges, where truth often dies.
Deceitful tongues, and cunning minds,
Weave webs of tales that leave us blind.

When fear takes hold, in times unsure,
The people seek a voice, a cure.
In steps a leader, bold and loud,
With words that stir the fearful crowd.

A metaphor spoken, a tale is spun,
Creating enemies, where once were none.
The minds of men, in fear unwise,
Consume the lies, and soon despise.

Rapist, criminals, thieves of your nest-egg,
Dehumanizing words, a vicious plague.
Whispered in ears, with fearsome might,
They fuel the flames of endless night.

These tales of woe, deceit, and dread,
Infect the mind, and soon are spread.
The lies, repeated, brain pathways form,
Resistant to the truth, they storm.

In fear and hatred, people march,
Their minds controlled, their hearts so dark.
Divided nation, a weakening core,
As lies and whispers wage their war.

As lies persist, the web ensnares,
A nation's heart, in deep despair.
A leader's voice, with cunning art,
Weaves tales that pull the soul apart.

A rigged election, a deceitful claim,
A lie repeated, a toxic game.
The faithful followers, their minds astray,
In darkness dwell, with truth at bay.

For some, the lies are easy prey,
Their minds receptive, fear's in play.
A hoax believed, a path well-worn,
Their thoughts enslaved; their senses torn.

Yet others see, with clearer sight,
The falsehoods cloaked in fake delight.
Their brains, untrained. Lies, they resist.
Truth and reason, they insist.

But history shows, with gentle hand,
That lies and darkness cannot stand.
When tyranny's reign is brought to light,
The truth shall triumph, shining bright.

But it takes a disruptive force, a jarring spark,
To wake the minds held in the dark.
And though the path to change is steep,
The soul of truth shall never sleep.

For in the end, the lies will fall,
As tyrants tremble, truths enthrall.
And though the journey may be long,
Our hearts beat strong, with hope and song.

So guard your thoughts. Be wary, friends,
Of leaders wielding poisonous pens.
For in their words, a power lies,
To cloud our minds and beat down our will to compromise.