Control the populous, tell them what to fear and what to chase,
Feed them poison dreams and distractions dressed in lace.
Control the resource! Earth, water, wind, and flame,
Drill the soil, damn the rivers, privatize the claim.
Control the hysteria! Keep their pulses high and minds numb,
Fabricate a crisis, broadcast the drum.
Control the narrative, the whisper, the screen,
Spin the truth ‘til it bleeds pure sheen.
Control the propaganda! Color it red, white, and blue,
Wrap the noose in a flag and say it’s for you.
Control the roles that craft the law,
Old men with ink-stained hands and claws.
Control the language that makes war sound like peace,
That makes compliance feel like sweet release.
Control the lands! Where our machines are fed,
Where children stitch shoes while leaders tread.
Control the air, the mines, the seeds,
Patent the rain, criminalize needs.
Control the wallets of the working class,
Control their loans, their debts, their gas.
Control the corporate web they weave,
What you earn, what you buy, what you grieve.
Control the stock, the coin, the flow,
Let it trickle just enough to keep heads low.
Control the weapons! Guns, tanks, planes, and drones,
Turn cities to warzones, crush rebellions to bone.
Control the oceans, the ports, the trades,
The trafficked souls in secret raids.
Children in cages, mothers erased,
Sold like goods, misplaced, replaced.
Control the violence! They call it crime,
But it’s engineered, timed, and primed.
Flood the veins with guns and drugs,
Then lock them up for the cost of mugs.
Control the chaos, keep them fighting,
Blind to the hands behind the lightning.
Control the bodies!
Bodies burned in fires of faith,
Bodies lynched, erased in hate.
Bodies shot while walking home,
Bodies lost in systems unknown.
Bodies made to fight their kin,
Bodies starved so the stock will win.
Control the bodies.
Of girls sold silent, boys made soldiers,
Elders cast aside as burdens on shoulders.
Control of wombs, control of breath,
Control of life through the theater of death.
Control the bodies,
Bodies,
BODIES!
Until they are no longer people, just product.
Until control is so complete,
We forget we were ever free to begin with.
