My senses aren’t trustworthy anymore,
Real and Fake, Truth and Lie,
No way to tell them apart!
The best of the best machiavellians,
performing a well rehearsed show for me,
the show is engaging, entertaining.
What I learnt, what I believed,
were all lies, they say,
Truth is today, they say.
When tomorrow, today becomes yesterday,
Today’s truths become yesterday’s lies,
and a new Truth is born,
their truth becomes my truth,
and their lies, mine.
Am I really watching this show?
or am I the show?
sedated, hypnotised I lay,
I have rented out my senses,
but my mind is still occupied.
It is '1984',
It always has been, It always will be!
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