Omnicolored People

These omnicolored people Turn fertile women into bones They conjure spells with their tongue And make nonpareil into clones While you need naught but what you have They say more is what you need But most of all while you're tuned in They disconnect you from your seed They have become the new parents Although guidance may not be their intent These young minds are stomping grounds They stomp their minds till they are bent Some rant, "Live in fear, for it is God Your neighbor is plotting your demise!" With symbols of truth in the background They fill you with thier lies They hinder your brain with soap and bubble No lateral thought left to take flight The surreal and fake get mixed with truth Till you cannot tell day from night