the silent tear 
sorrowed veil 
the curtain descends
beyond the pale
two opposing 'righteous' forces, ha!
in uniforms and military 
clash of civilisations 
negated violently and silently
who will witness
who will see
the journalist 
the cameraman
soft reportage fabricated upon faith
fools invested in bankruptcy 
only to find they themselves are not free
idiots believe what they read
and never learn they are again deceived.
the moral and the moraliser
askew upon oceanic lie
repeated over and over until its blind faith
is satans tool on which to lay
the vanguard is obscured by myth
battlefield soundbyte relayed
across headlines and fatebook page
until all reason will decay
and savage history completes its turn
all patterns repeated
in fractals and panoramic death
thats how truth is defeated.
wake up my zombie comrade
we were born in this machinery 
sucking life from our bones 
with fickle straws and mobile phones,
technology won't liberate our fate,
in the graveyard of ideology
only love will set us free
only love can set us free
only love.
we travel further and deeper
we go with in
the self is all we need to conquer
and then we can begin again.
oh arjuna, krishna come!
i am suffering, just like 
everyone