Veiled Conspiracy
Wake up, dear souls, wake up I sayAs reason calls out, each passing day.Yet we are blind, and cannot hearAnd with each day, so grows our fear.Our hearts are weary, our eyes are dimWe're lulled to sleep, with each new whim.Until the day, when terror strikesAnd all our hopes are turned to frights.We try to flee and escape our fateBut yet, alas, it is too late.                                                           Elizebeth Leonard