Life is truly a game of thrones.
The one who fights against you is actually fighting for himself.
The one who fights for you is actually fighting for himself.
It is all a game of control for personal benefit.
The world is not black or white.
It is mostly grey.
The saint is a rarity.
And when he appears
We mostly kill him
On behalf of the one fighting against us or the one fighting for us
Because a true saint is bad for business
Most of us are pawns.
Being controlled by a few puppeteers
It is like advertising.
They shape your perception.
To steal your soul
For their own benefit.
It is rarely about you
And always about them
These men in the shadows
Who feed on power and wealth
Who need you to be reactionary
With a brain that is switched off
This revolution by the few against the many
Is not being televised
That is why you have a brain.
Written by Jude Idada