Turn your head from the iridescant

Turn your head from the iridescent
we now know its mystery and illusion
the way it blinds the innocent;
The way it eats at the people and the level of its mental intrusion
Turn your head from the iridescent
People of the hill; show your light
Flaunt your will
Turn your head from the iridescent
tie your souls together
Rise up and breathe, above these clouds of corruption
Turn your head from that of the ravaging beasts
Burn the paper and abandon your overborne feasts
People of the hill; be taken afar to lands;
Be corrupted and released
People
Take your person and in the fleeting moment:
Find a cliché and find atonement
Find peace
Dispel your groans
And in that single moment, find a hope
And when the fateful moment comes when your hill is ransacked and gunned;
When the people of the hill are replaced with:
Signs that hang on ropes of twill
Signs saying:
“Who goes here becomes an enemy of the state
An enemy of society and scourge of the system:
Whoever goes here shall be civilly raped.”
Oh, people, when the time comes...
Remind yourself that your mortality is drawing nigh
For you loved the gentle caress of the wind
You enjoyed the pleasant flowing of the waters
In the brooks
Away from the rectangular mechanical entity that stood behind you
The one that had everyone and threatened to bind you
You enjoyed the sense of forebode that claimed you when a plant far larger than you maimed you
you found peace in the lasting night
One that lasted for long enough but not too long, as it might
You enjoyed the feast of your ancestors celebrated early in the dying morn’
The invitation to the dead on the night the great expanse is torn
The all pervading spirit bringing birth to the ancient horde

The ageless horde of all your ancestors
Eldest fighters and beasts of men
To be protected in their underworld until they re-approach to meet you from their den

So protect your elder’s legacy
Protect their sacred rights
Protect the souls protecting you
Guard them through the night
And, people, when the fateful moment comes where from hence, your village will be ransacked and gunned
People, hold fast
don’t run.