Prepared Deception

It has become impossible to teach anyone,
The significance and truth to live...
As the center and core,
Of their lives to prioritize.
When many from birth and for generations,
Have been taught to delude reality to fiction.

And now in these days and times,
Many are struggling in minds to disbelieve...
There are actually people looking to place,
The blame and their sickened activities...
On a mental illness.
A mental illness so widely spread,
Those infected by this disease...
Have accepted it as a normality.

However...
The ones who have created,
This mess of a normalcy.
To invest their interest to keep it manifested.
Will always accuse what they do on others.
With this done to find a way,
To excuse themselves,
Of all sickened mental commitments made!
Advocating to demand as a right...
To entitle anyone to be crazed.
Or...
Declared mentally ill.
If they happen to announce...
Each step they will take,
To bring their madness somewhere else.
Without to them given,
Permission or approval...
Prior to any unknown or unauthorized,
Attention getting public incident!

'Another one has done the same thing,
As those other ones.'

'Who do these NUTS think they are?
And...
Doing it with the audacity,
Without permission or a note if approval.'

'What should we do?'

'What do you mean?
What should WE do?
We are are to label those idiots mentally ill.
And pretend we know nothing,
About where they got or how...
They were taught to use such weapons.'

'Then...
What else?'

'I can't believe you ask this same question.
Over and over and over again.
After the news media arrives.
We are going to rush,
Screaming through the crowd.
As if tormented mentally.
By yet another horrible and pointless event.'

'Oh...
Right.
That move I had forgotten.
Do you have anymore of those faked tears?'

'No.
I have a better idea.
This time...
We will deliver an Oscar worthy performance.
While screaming through the crowd,
We will fall to our knees.
Right in front of the cameras.
Especially the ones known to get high ratings.
Then dramatically we will lift our fists up,
Towards the sky.
Begging God to release us from our anguish.'

'But...
Isn't that to do,
Called deception?'

'Yes!'

'I just wanted to know so I am prepared.'