ALL ACCORDING TO THE MASTER PLAN
I
The hinges of the present creak
Your past is black, your future’s bleak
Those seamless lies, that hollow pledge
Now push you closer to the edge
Adjustment‘s needed to survive
Plus extra cash to feel alive
And all you rich, count me your biggest fan
Of course – according to the Master Plan
II
Your nursery, where curses rhymed,
The cradle rocked, but not in time
If life for once could be rehearsed
You would go back from hearse to birth
Reborn to face reality,
Big brother shows, and charity
From the melting pot into the frying pan
It’s all according to the Master Plan
B I
The future has
As rule of thumb
Discouraging
Curriculum
In their mind’s eye
I know the masterminds
Can see a master plan made for this world of blind
III
See, from the start our origin
Has been promoted based on sin
A shame for some while some don’t mind,
since there are sins of different kinds
The tabloids need to circulate
This need for sin is hard to sate
Want indignation? Then I’m your man
It’s all according to the Master Plan
…
XIV
Life’s a journey hard to make
And in the end it can’t be faked
We all shall win, once we are dead,
A beauty prize as flowerbed
I’m sure I haven’t sold my soul
And yet I doubt I’m in control
The undertaker whispers “Sure is grand,
We all play parts in this fantastic Plan”
[… continued …]