Twisted and entangled in a web of deceit, the lies fed to your soul are like a soothing lullaby to an infant woken up by a nightmare. Oh but this bogeyman is not that easy to get rid of, no, this one cannot be conjured up by mere imagination. This one lives and breathes the same fuel infused, poisoned air as you and I. I wish I could say there was only one, then again life is not that easy, and unfortunately you won’t just encounter one in your lifetime. “Oh God our father, cleanse us of our sin. Save us from our inequity and lead us not into the grasps of evil but give us strength to accept your will and fight the darkness that surrounds. Amen”. Divine intervention, believe in it or not, is your most powerful weapon in this battle, for this bogeyman and all other before and after him seem to be cut from the same cloth that has been tainted by some curse of sort.
Why is it I refer to this entity as a man, for Medusa was just as bad with only a glance at her face, beautiful poison. That sweet suicidal death, of which Romeo and Juliet know all too well. They say we must fear most our desires as these are the birthplace of our impending doom. Thinking to myself, what better reference to this than the current craze; ‘Game of Thrones’. And with that a tear drops as the realisation that at least five of your favourite characters have already meet their death #HoldTheDoor. All for what, desire? Be it cruel or gentle natured. Now I’m not saying don’t have desires, no come now that is just inhumane. What I’m saying is be careful of what you desire, let it not lead you astray. Jezebel I see you, and no I like my hair thank you.
Okay we’ve taken a bit of a detour here and I won’t promise this won’t happen again because well c’est la vie, so pack a utility bag as this road can change direction at any moment and soon you might be on the beach in a turtle neck.
So the bogeyman, blaaaaaaaaah, we really need to come up with a new name for this entity because I’m sure nursery rhymes have copyrights on that name. Hmmmm maybe Bill, and although he will contend he didn’t have ‘any relations with that woman’, smirk, yea no I won’t judge. Maybe he actually didn’t and it was Hillary instead who did it, for she sure wears the pants well. Oh on a side note, if you thought I was referring to Mr Cosby, just stop, respect yourself and go watch an episode of ‘Kids Say The Darndest Things’. Then again why would a man doing a children-centred show have drugs on him, “like here kids, here is some candy”. “Oops, sorry Mr and Mrs Montgomery, I thought that was a harmless blue sweet’. No parent would ever accept this apology and we would’ve seen Bill in jail already. And don’t think I haven’t taken the time difference from the supposed sexual assault to the more recent show, but once a candy man, always a candy man. Interpret that how you may. Ha ha.
Alright we’ve come no closer to finding a name, but we can safely rule out Bill yea. We could try Donald and I actually like the name although he trumps on the modern human being’s right to be human, and well isn’t that the American dream, as long as you’re not American. Native Caucasian American. ‘God save the Queen!’ No? Oh what the heck it’s close enough. “I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and to the Republic for which it stands, one Nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.”
Beautiful words indeed that were born out of truth and honour, and before we continue, just take a second to grasp the true meaning of those words. Five, four, three, two, one! Time up and back from that interjection, it is sad that that pledge, those words, and l won’t lie, I am a bit jealous of such a beautiful tradition, but with that said, does the majority believe in those words. Heck does anyone believe in their national anthem apart from it just being a song of belonging, because it’s not just that. It shows the history and future of the country all in one go, but do the lyrics hold any water.
Where is my liberty, where is my freedom, you say this land is littered with the bones of our heroes and the soil quenched by their blood, but is this really what they sacrificed their lives for? Is this the great unification of a free society with equal opportunities for all its children? No, maybe when the great orators were making a claim for our ‘freedom’ and signed that liberating document on whose basis we have set aside a day to celebrate. How dare you? How dare you lie to us as you piss on our liberty and milk the gains of this beautiful land for yourself? You stare at us in the eye and promise us a warm meal and decent new pair of boots and yet you raise taxes and race around to “official” meetings in your imports, fuelled by our blood, sweat and tears.
Twisted and entangled in a web of deceit, the lies fed to your soul are like a soothing lullaby to an infant woken up by a nightmare. Pinch yourself, feel that sting yes? Well this is no nightmare, you’re surely awake and this nonsense, this evil, those lies, well that is reality my dear.
From the moment Adam and Eve took a bite of that apple; Pandora opened that box, and all other religious links to the birth of the lie, we have allowed humanity to consume itself in, a new lie. “Live a lie long enough and it becomes the truth.” But can you really? Can you sustain a lie, long enough for it to become truth? I’ll let you ponder on that and as you do, consider this, lies have to evolve with time because it is harder to keep up with what you said yesterday. Although the thrill and creativity of a lie is fun, that short burst of adrenalin goes and with it, that calm lie you told. Roughly thinking of Tennessee Williams’ ‘A Street Car Named Desire’ and how Blanche’s life was all a farce but yea situations drew her to those extremes. Then again life is all about extremes and this shouldn’t be an excuse no, but it does offer a plausible explanation. So what really is the point of all this? Are we simply crying wolf?
Stuck in a thousand minds I am, yet the light breaks through the shadows and the dawn of truth rises. Man/woman (got to keep the feminists and equalists happy) is a weirdly awesome and intriguing species. And yet we still manage to destroy the fabric of our humanity. You know what? I hate lies, like I purely detest them. More so if 75% of your life, your words and actions, is a lie. There are exhausting. Above all they are disappointing, sigh. I have no idea how you are able to continue lying. It’s as if it comes naturally to you. Then I think psychology and you might just be a pathological liar, which is just sad. Shall we get you medication because honestly, and this is the truth you aren’t used too, we can’t stand your lies and the wicked chain will continue. Well done hey, at least you have some sort of legacy. Slowly but surely we’re managing to screw everything and ourselves over until there’s no virgin mind insight.
Louis McNeice’s ‘A Prayer Before Birth’ becomes more and more relevant as we cry foul for our unborn children. Maybe like Pandu and Provender, you shouldn’t rush to jump out of the womb. This world has almost broken me but maybe you come with new vigour. Hope is all I have for you. Hope for the best but expect the unfortunate worst. Like the liberty and justice the Americans receipt, does it exist? #BlackLivesMatter. Do they really? Or would we rather hold up banners and placards for Harambe and Cecil. I agree against poaching and conservation but do they? Do they really understand the magnitude of global warming, as Southern Africans go deeper into the earth’s crust in search of life sustaining water? How do you standby seeing your winters get colder and hurricane season become more and more devastating and still with a smirk declare there is no global warming, but instead we must build a wall and stop the foreigners from coming to steal our hard earned livelihoods and ‘Profit’. Forget the cheap labour and lack of healthcare, just do it. Then again we foreigners are a silly bunch; just going to settle in other people’s lands, think not of our heartache.
In the end of it all, we will come to the conclusion that it was all just a lie and apologise after, that’s if we haven’t been consumed by all the lies. As I return to the national anthems and of course the ‘pledge’, how much truth still exists there? “One Nation under God.” Funny how a lot of anthems have so much reference to God and religion, “Nkosi sikelel’ iAfrika”, “Mwari ropafadzai nyika yeZimbabwe”, and yet more and more people are moving away from religion and are attacking it. More so religious people are seen almost as a curse. Okay I must admit there are some really terrible cases, ISIS and Boko Haram out of context. And although the Watch Tower folk are some real fine people, please stop knocking at my door now. Anyway back to what’s what, how do you stand and sing about national pride when you don’t believe half of what’s there, unless of course you’re in North Korea then you’re forgiven. Your mind is not your own. Tear drop. Maybe this life is an internet life and I’ll just take a selfie in my uncle’s brother’s second wife’s son’s car and hash tag it “ballin outta control”, “look at the fab life”, “try walk a mile in my shoes before you judge me.” Oh yea you aren’t walking by the way, lucky fish. And before you try hanging me for treason, not all internet lives are false. Truth does exist and is not as rare as dragons.
Before you conclude that this was a rant about America, point of correction, it was. No I’m joking, it really wasn’t. This involves everyone. The bogeyman might have been born of American mythology but there so many different names in all languages. He/she could be Mike, Lance, Jacob (payback the money and I will withdraw my finger from this pen), Mpumi, Bonang, Sally or Yi Ren. They are all spawn from different regions but their legacies are the same.