The Blacksmith

Coming around the turn,
The last and final one,
Flowing into watershed moments,
Where the old world is coming undone.
First, he has to shake your state,
And awaken all your doubts.
Which clearly, he’s done by bringing down,
Ivory towers and global credit accounts.
Then when he has your attention,
Which is full of disillusion,
He adds catastrophe on top of calamity,
To bring about a new conclusion.
So up is down, black is white,
There’s a changing of times and seasons.
Left versus right, man versus woman,
And let’s throw in some new diseases!
So, as the world is starting to burn,
Swimming in a state of panic;
All the structure begins to melt,
And walls are hammered in frantic.
This molten matrix, fluid space,
Is exactly what he wants.
For here new ideas are artfully traced,
Inception leading to consensus.
Now here comes peace and security.
Here comes a man on a mission.
Who’s been given a little too much authority,
But don’t worry you can trust his vision.