Souper

To call out the fraudulent

Is to argue that cynicism

Is harsher than criticism

When words are flatulent

Coming from moralists

Who work like pugilists

To maintain an image

No better than wishful

Justified when deceitful

Important for homage

Paid to that authority

Which happens to be

An operation of force

Taking upon a course

Of manufacturing truth

By corrupting the youth

Believing they are free

To decide for themselves

What is right and wrong

Their trust is made long

Since they are made needy

Overlooking the seedy

Side of them who delve

Into abuses of power

As if the taste is so sour

That it inspires goodness

As written in creeds

Used to plant seeds

In minds unquestioning

That ignores that doubt

Which fosters wellness

Overcoming a petitioning

Which nags inside and out

Until freed by revolt

Braving created chasms

Filling them with schisms

Preparing for the assault

Upon personal integrity

Making for a positioning

Of newly learned felicity.