At Some Point

Can we all agree

That money is an illusion

Or at least an allusion to

A theatrical prop

Used in a magic trick

On a global stage without

Hocus-pocus incantations

To make it appear and

Disappear with a wand wave

Of dialogue or pixled proof

Of its existence

As seemingly

“Magic Money”

Is “appearing” or “disappearing”

Out if nowhere / now here

To prop up whatever

Is deemed “necessary”

As decided by the government

You know those

“Trustworthy” m err f errs

To make it manifest or dissemble

For small businesses or giant

Too big to fail corporations

Doling out stimulus checks by

Giving you back

What was mostly stolen

From you in the first place

When in “actual” “reality”

Doesn’t exist in the first place

WHAT??????

It has to be real

Look at my bank account

There are numbers there

With commas and $ signs

A “statement” of what I have

That is issued by a bank

That has a vault of valuables

Inside a brick building

With locks and cameras

Protecting what I own

Aha-ah hahaha hahaha

That’s a good one

Pretty crafty magicians

If you ask me

Getting you to participate

In the show by volunteering

To go to work everyday

So you can have more

To spend on things

You need and want

Plus tricking you

Into thinking you

Have to have more

Than other audience members

So you can leave the show happy

Which when you

Exit the theatre

At some point

You will not get

To take it with you

.

 

“The Grand Illusion”

“Welcome to the Grand illusion
Come on in and see what’s happening
Pay the price,
get your tickets for the show

The stage is set, the band starts playing
Suddenly your heart is pounding
Wishing secretly you were a star.

But don’t be fooled by the radio
The TV or the magazines
They show you photographs
of how your life should be

But they’re just someone else’s fantasy
So if you think your life is
Complete confusion

Because you never win the game
Just remember that it’s a Grand illusion
And deep inside we’re all the same.

We’re all the same…

So if you think your life is complete confusion
Because your neighbors got it made
Just remember that it’s a Grand illusion
And deep inside we’re all the same.
We’re all the same…

America spells competition,
join us in our blind ambition
Get yourself a brand new motor car

Someday soon we’ll stop to ponder what on Earth’s this spell we’re under

We made the grade and still we wonder who the hell we are”

 
– Styx