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You bend words to bid your will
You are the 'punstar', you own the stage.
When you speak it shakes the heavens
The host of the ocean and sea feel your vibe.

The minstrel of cunning arts and con
Like a seamstress with the thread,
Like a puppeteer with the ropes
You have mastered the science of slander.

Truth is a lie told repeatedly
Your beauty is the truest deception;
You have the scepter between your legs,
Your sullen eyes are the abyss in which kings fall.

He that holds the earth doesn't fall,
But he that is with the earth is already gone
Brew us another lie and make us believe
We will drink from your glass the ale of truth.

Let the vultures settle in our verandahs
There are carcasses waiting to drop
Religion thus, owe us the truth;
God certainly owe us an apology.

We seem deaf although the universe vocalizes,
Will the bones of dinosaurs answer our plights?
Knowledge is ignorance scooped from history
All that is driven today is fueled by bones.

Tomorrow our remains will drive the next generation,
Your pretty face and supple skin,
Your diamond chain and Forbes list;
Civilizations can only be remembered.

Will the next scholar's debate?
For certain, that Einstein was overrated,
Or that Abe Lincoln was racist;
This proves that time destroys the beauty of things.

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Hi, Drey,
Your poem hits hard. I can't claim to completely understand each point, but I do feel that I understand most and the entire essence here. And that is painful for your reader. My favorite line: "Knowledge is ignorance scooped from history" - love that, that is deep and true. I think your title is very appropriate, but after reading a couple times, I also wanted to state the 'time reveals the ugly of things.' With that thought, I have hope for our future.
Thank you,

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