Scapegoat

Misdirection, sleight of hand, focus on Eve for the fall of man.
Camel back straws become the reason, keep the system, charge the treason.
Focus on symptoms, not the root, shoot the messenger, eat the fruit.
From the dawn the time, always the same, keep the picture but change the frame.
From magic tricks to grassy knolls; from propaganda to online trolls.
Convincing the world, he doesn’t exist allows the system to persist.
Yet a patsy needed, a fake fall guy; human nature requires a why.
Buy the rumor, sell the news; create the narrative, add phony reviews.
The talebearers story lights the fuse, a batter of lies with half-baked truths.
A dictator people didn’t choose shot by Lone Wolf McQuade singing the blues,
After launching laughing gas reactions by weapons of mass distraction,
That draw circumstantial terrorist ties to Afghani poppy field supplies;
Where Kermit the freedom fighter frog dates the Bay of Ms. Piggy hog,
And there’s more than meets the eye, to the Optimus subPrime mortgage lie.
So, follow the breadcrumbs, sift the facts, strain the lies, pursue the tracks;
Forget the goat that’s sent away, who’s the benefactor of this payday?