Over-saturation of justification in the name of distinction
Coincidence of consistence in repetition of insistence
Bells of brass persist in ringing their monotone songs
Subconsciously longing to be as focal as the gong
Invisible barriers of space and time
Entice and entrap their victims with messages so sublime
Laminate your laments so they will last forever
Immune from the stains of the blood dripping from the veins you sever
Material maidens sing their souls to the sky
Praying for plastic possessions to entomb them as a way to get by
So shallow the understanding seen when viewed through our self-important veneer
Convoluted consciousness flying on an ego trip as if they were a seer
Pontificating patriarchs portray themselves as poised on prescience
Self-sacrificing students refute such sayings with science
Countless children led astray by what the contemporary Confuciuses say
Addle-brained adults advocating the way to advance the society of the day
Jump with me to the jealous justice of the popinjay