Misconstrued

What if we were hosting a phantom in the mind

Trying to gauge reality that slips away from our grasp

When in solitude do you hear double-speak?

So many feelings afraid and forced to retreat 

Delusional reality breaches the wall of sanity

Some unknown mind redirecting the behavioural traits

To be adopted by all to stay within the drawn boundaries

Educated to abhor the dissenting voice who wishes to seek

Beyond the purlieu of set parameters of life

Words become accusations and weaken the social fabric

The phantom wields magic to create a tumultuous path

Only listeners and none left to question

One way communication and diktats are enslaving minds©