New gods And Prophets

what if I told you

that white was black,

that day is night,

round is square,

up is down;

would that make it so?

would you believe what I had to say?

or would you let reality rule the way?

what if I told you that the

invasion of Iraq,

the overthrow of Saddam Hussein,

was what 9/11 was really all about,

that we are doing exactly

as it was planned on us doing,

what was counted on us doing,

that American youth are dying

for the cause of a new Islam;

would you believe me then?

sometimes truth is so big,

staring us coldly in the face,

reality so twisted and unreal

that it is impossible to be seen

by those who think

only in terms of yesterday;

new religions are born from

the ashes of impossible thought,

by visionaries who

recognize its birth for what it is,

those who see beyond

the way it has always been,

those who see the promised land

before it has been reached,

it is these visionaries

who become the new prophets,

the new gods of tomorrows reality;

whether you believe it now

or not.

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