Hijacking The Zeitgeist

He who makes the noise
Takes and wears the crown
Incites
Polarizing sound

Dystopian world where the collective knows
More arduous to be loved than loathed
Jesters hijack the zeitgeist of the times
Propelled by the raging swarm

He who stirs the pot
Sits upon the throne
Vexing
Furious mob standing below

Sight on me
To divide is my endeavor
My pointed words part seas
I occupy as long as you keep sight on me

He who makes the noise
Is the talk of town
Enrage
All that he surrounds

Polluted world where opportunity
Is reserved for the vile and vain
Jesters hijack the zeitgeist of our time

Sight on me
To divide is my endeavor
My pointed words part seas
I'll hold the highest ground if you keep sight on me

One blink of an eye
And a paradigm is reborn
A relevancy dies
As new ones soar
To captivate some minds and set the tone
For a flash
Captors of our minds
Tyrants our time
Will be memories
Embers of a fire left behind
As the ever changing climate
Weathers today's importance away

Jesters hijack the zeitgeist of our time
But only if we pay them mind