No Thieves

There’s no information here, just a slowly rising peak
A pinnacle of shared misunderstandings, a pinch of tongue in cheek
Flying out overhead, white lies that trace the sky-lines
Mineral wealth, literal health, shake placebo spines
Where a drop of sarcasm, diluted a thousand fold
Becomes a river spewing out a facetious sea
A piece of jewellery to combat a common cold
Where all is told: welcome to the fold

I’m double blind to the pious
I’m double blind to loving science
No mineral, no guiding light
No God to keep me warm at night
No tonic, no cure
No magic answers to assure
Drink it down
There’s no secrets here. We live, we die