There resides no gold
But the wizard of Oz
Conjuring altered egos
Over the rainbow.

Where monarch butterflies,
Skid on umbrellas of petals
In well manicured gardens
Fertilized by ash.

Swiped lives,
Like touch screens
Awake in a trance
Slaving for the system.

Over the rainbows,
Is where we find democracy
Red-dressed, arm-wrestled
By corporate machines.

The butterfly of morality,
Probes not its proboscis
On the petals of politics
Or suck of its nectar.

Over the rainbow.
Is where we locked God
Behind the bars of religion
Sealed in dogmatic boxes.

Society is pricked
With ideological needles
Our reactions, our norms
Forged in philosophical labs

Over the rainbow,
Beauty is the mirror's customer
Sanity in my insanity
'Cos a big-brother defines my reality

Over the rainbow lies heaven,
Nirvana of our fantasies
But fantasies are treasures
Beyond the rainbows