Wrong
Mirror
Ancestral
worship at the mountain, holy fountain
Wellspring
of spirits from where goodness and anger rain down
Primitive
emotions of irrational fear, afraid to upset the skeletons leer
Enduring
is belief despite logic’s harsh steer
Sacrifice
the future to superstition, the imaginary light
Over and
again tell the mind ignorance is right
Condemn
the men that seek to build the mirror into the night
Stars
flickering, mocking, while the moon shines bright
Government
is the prostitute paid by the vote
Pretending
to be a friend it’s a resolute lout
No caring
for the people’s interests but a money sniffing snout
It’ll
smile and nod until it’s time for a sacrificial rout
Mirror of
virtue seeking knowledge would be the Mauna Kea
telescope
Mirror of
vice reflecting the witch doctor’s face would be a kaleidoscope
So the
primitive has won and the holy mountain will stay as one
But the Hawaiian
children cry for they know their future is done
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