Globalism and Open Boarders

Central American migrants walking to the U.S. start their day departing Ciudad Hidalgo, Mexico, Sunday, Oct. 21, 2018. Despite Mexican efforts to stop them at the border, about 5,000 Central American migrants resumed their advance toward the U.S. border early Sunday in southern Mexico. Their numbers swelled overnight and at first light they set out walking toward the Mexican town of Tapachula. (AP Photo/Moises Castillo)

I stand resolute
amid the swaying of hearts,
torn between two egregious conspiracies,
neither the answer to woes,
and as hearts are bound, belief unsound,
propaganda is construed as truth,
lies not ruse but assumptions of right,
given wings by loquacious frauds,
echoing the words passed down to them.

All I hear is lies about lies,
as if the waves of a tsunami amass,
stronger by the moment, yet empty of truth,
wanting except for those who perpetrate
the state of life so masterfully contrived,
in visions designed for our swallowing,
to enrage our ill-gotten patriotism,
the history of lies and downtrodden freedom
that has become our reality.

I feel ill, sick to my stomach
that everything seems to be a deception,
all connections lost, just a shallow
disjointed feeling of oppression,
what we see as freedom anything but that,
as clarity reveals the real indoctrination
our society has came to expect,
fear and failure our nest, as governments pretend
to protect us from fraudulent enemies.

Globalism is hardly an assimilation of humanity,
a loving and sharing utopian dream,
rather a destruction and genocide
driven by malicious religions and political manipulation,
for a new world order to be the result
of a world destroying itself,
bred by hatred and violence
to be distilled into a socialist state where rule is complete,
and who is left to live in slavery.

I stand resolute, refusing to abide hatred,
rather, clinging to hope and a spiritual paradigm,
and pray the world wakes up before there is no return
from this slow and escalating truth;
we are at war, not with ourselves but a few souls
who orchestrate our demise,
while they are pleasured by the violence,
the disharmony and religious and political contentions
that mark their plans.

Tony DeLorger © 2018

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Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for, Google+, videos on YouTube and book sales on website, Amazon and

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