False God$

In what age was it to be foretold
That we, forever’s bearers
Would submit our wits to the likes of idols
Those with the “pretty” faces
And shining voices?

Be not deceived by their glamour
For such wealthy pawns are not to be bowed to
They are not to be kneeled before
While they relish in their popularity
As their fans reach out, grasping for but a touch —
A taste of deplorable “majesty”
Envying the “beauty” of high-life depravity
Our hearts and minds are lost to the clutter
Heresy of the millennial age
Where false gods are worshiped by ignorant masses
Screaming their souls away
All because their eyes are starved of eye-candy
Their ears bleed dry for the Siren’s song
And that new album is too cheap to refuse

I say to you,
Beware the pretty face
Beware the lovely voice
Beware those idols of the people
For they have squandered their gifts
For fame and promise
Yet pray for them,
As false idols know not what seeds have been sown
By blasphemy
Their self-indulged treachery
For truly,
The heirs of fame and fortune today
Shall naught but squalor inherit

Be wary, oh ye of the audience,
To whom your head does bow
And your heart so surely submits
For when price tags supplant people
While spending suffocates soul
As celebrities squeal away their fortunes

So shall weep love’s promise
By the onset of our hour