"How does it feel to be dancing?" -- A poem/song for our times

Just finished writing this. Don't know if anyone will like it at all, but I'll put it up here hoping for comments and suggestions.

How Does It Feel To Be Dancing *

How does it feel to be dancing?
Dancing at the end of a string?
Repeating the lines of your masterminds,
Spinning your soul while the church bells ring.
Dance away!
Dance away!


I have a nightmare waking
Of a world turned upside down
Mankind's hopes are breaking
As the skyline tumbles down.

From the fires of hell comes Satan
Bringing a surprise.
The demon Fear to engineer
The Enlightenment's demise.

The masses hail the cheerleader
The warriors get the call
Those few with doubts are sorted out
To mitigate their Gaul

And the world looks on in horror
Hearing the cheerleader say
It's in your face to the human race
Who needs you anyway.

We'll win this one he struts and crows.
We will massacre and maul.
In another thousand years or so
We can kill them all

The people think in platitudes
As their young men march away
A patriotic fever keeps
Their wisdom locked away

And Jesus gets another nail
From the righteous and the good
Who know not what they're doing.
Even though you know you should.

Oh, how does it feel to be dancing?
Dancing at the end of a string?
Repeating the lines of your masterminds,
Spinning your soul while the church bells ring.
Dance away!
Dance away!


A new crusade of lies and hate
Transforms gays into Jews
The bishops say that hate’s OK.
Christ they are confused.

And Politics is simplified.
One size fits us all.
No need to know the issues when
The good book makes the call.

The seedling's needs are everything
the egg above them all
Common sense has no recompense
When the ladies take the fall

And liberals keep on reasoning
But righteous minds are closed
They've been demonized for infanticide
God help their heathen souls.

Fat addicts feed the faithful
A wedge of clever lies
The preachers in their pulpits
Are all wearing a disguise

The church folks vote for charlatans
Who keep them in a squeeze,
And in a trance. Just watch them dance.
Their dancing on their knees.

So, how does it feel to be dancing?
Dancing at the end of a string?
Repeating the lines of your masterminds,
Spinning your soul while the church bells ring.
Dance away!
Dance away!
Dance away from me please!
Dance away!


* © 2004 by Bob Dean – All Rights Reserved

Evidently there's no love for the literary on this board.

I especially like the line "It's in your face to the human race". But I have one small criticism on this part:

And Jesus gets another nail
From the righteous and the good
Who know not what they're doing.
Even though you know you should.

Should the last line be "Even though you know they should."

Regardless, I was pleasantly surprised cuz sometimes reading posted lyrics is a chore for me and I enjoyed this one. :thumbsup:

is because the song is addressing someone who is "Dancing at the end of a string." This "You", a true believers, is the ones who should know what they are doing, but doesn't.

Still, if it stopped your eye, maybe I need to work on it.

Appreciate your comment very much.